Category Archives: maine

Happy Mother’s Day 2012

Falmouth Foresides, Maine 1957 My mother in bliss. A summer afternoon with her kids and my father. We were a happy family. Then now and forever. I’m on the far right. 8 years from my first beer. Happy Mother’s Day. We all had one.

Aurora Borealis Maine July 4, 1971

On the 4th of July in 1971 my friends John Gilmore, Mark McLaughlin, and Tommie Jordan and I left from the South Shore of Boston for holiday in Maine. We stopped at my grandmother’s cabin on Watchic Pond for a swim and Italian sandwiches. After watching fireworks over the Presumpscot River we headed north for [...]

THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN MAINE by Peter Nolan Smith

Scientists began warning about global warming with the publication of a SCIENCE article in 1975. ‘Inadvertent climate modification’ was gobbledygook to the common man more terrified by a ‘nuclear winter’ byproduct of an atomic bomb exchange between the USA and USSR and American oil producers pooh-bahed the National Academy of Science alarming findings on atmospheric [...]

BIG FOOT by Peter Nolan Smith

In 1977 I moved out of my SRO room in Greenwich Village to the East Village with my hillbilly girlfriend. The third-floor walk-up on East 10th Street had a bathtub in the kitchen and a water closet off the living room. I carved Alice’s name on the wooden window sill. We lasted until 1979. The [...]

Make Mine Rare

Last Labor Day weekend in Maine my brother-in-law and I had several discussions about whether it was better to BBQ with charcoal or gas. The world’s leading leisurologist voted for gas and I’ll have to bow to the swami’s greater savvy on this subject. Some subjects you have to leave to the experts.