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Wintah 1973.

February 29, 2024 – 9:07 am

NORTH OF HERE BY PETER NOLAN SMITH The only problem with Maine is that you can’t eat the scenery – James Steele 1978 MANGOZEEN BOOKS 2024 VERMONT WINTAH 1973 A blizzard buried Montreal The temp arctic. Minus zero. Crashing with two New Zealanders Across the street From the Winston Churchill Pub Only forty feet through […]

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GAY BOY by Peter Nolan Smith

December 7, 2023 – 9:37 am

My first eight years were spent on Falmouth Foresides across the harbor from Portland. Summers my brothers and sisters swam in Watchic Pond and rowed dories from the dock at the end of the street. Winters we skated on an ice rink constructed in our backyard. The harbor at the end of the street was […]

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TONIGHT IS NOT HALLOWEEN

October 30, 2023 – 2:59 am

Halloween has been celebrated on Oct. 31 for most of my entire life, but three year ago a Connecticut State representative floated an ill-conceived idea to re-schedule the holiday to fall on a weekend. “Halloween is fun night for the whole family, but not so much when you have to race home from work, get […]

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Seagulls In The Air

August 23, 2023 – 2:03 am

When I was six, my best friend Chaney and I walked to the end of the McKinley Road on Falmouth Foresides. Portland lay across the harbor. The color of the water was a Maine blue. Seagulls skated through the cloudless sky. Chaney pulled out darts from his father’s den. He gave me one. I threw […]

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Happy Mother’s Day From Maine

May 13, 2023 – 1:14 am

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.

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