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 […]

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.

THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN NORTHERN MAINE by Peter Nolan Smith

Scientists first warned the world about global warming with an 1975 article published in SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN. ‘Inadvertent climate modification’ sounded like gobbledygook to the common man, who was more terrified by the possibility of a ‘nuclear winter’ produced by an atomic bomb exchange between the USA and USSR and American oil producers pooh-bayed the National […]

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 bowed to the swami’s greater savvy on this subject. Some subjects you have to leave to the experts.

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 […]