Category Archives: maine

THROWING LIKE A GIRL by Peter Nolan Smith

My introduction to baseball came in the early spring of 1958. I was sittingMy father dragged me away from our Zenith black-and-white. My favorite show, THE THREE STOOGES, was on the TV. Even a six-year old boy knew better than to resist a man his size. “Too nice a day to waste in front of […]

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 Fairy Village of MackWorth Island

In May of 2012 I traveled north to Maine with my sister and her husband. Our destination was their cabin on Watchic Pond. David and I installed the dock in the frigid water as mosquitos attacked our flesh. The entire operation lasted an hour and neither of us complained about the cold. We even celebrated […]

Beware of Moose

Several Christmas Eves ago I traveled north from New York to Boston on the Lucky Star bus. My sisters and I attended a party at our old next door neighbors from the South Shore. Everyone was in good spirits. I drank a little more than more but not more than everyone. It was a time […]

Happy Mother’s Day From Maine

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. A mother. Not a beer.