Winter in Maine this year has been short on snow which is unusual compared to my childhood in the 1950’s Growin’ Up in Maine. A favorite childhood activity when snowplows couldn’t keep up, and 6-12 inches of fresh snow covered…
Milk was delivered door to door in the 1950’s Growin’ Up in Maine, and a visit to a dairy farm allowed watching a John Deere at work. Horses pulled plows and hay wagons 100 years ago. I never witnessed that,…
As a child in the 1950’s and early 60’s, our choices of Maine sports teams to support were limited to high school and college athletics. Imagine my Dad being born in Maine in 1920, and having lived 80 years without…
Christmas is a time of tradition, and throughout my early childhood I recall a certain Christmas gift that kept on giving. A fruitcake similar to the one shown here survived being passed around to close family members for decades. This…
For several days leading up to Halloween in the early 1960’s in my hometown of Derby, Maine, several friends and I worked diligently to convert an upstairs barn loft into a Halloween Haunted House. The Kinney home was the first…
Memories of Growin’ Up in Maine reveal flirting with death foolishly more than once. Readers may recall a previous close call while running spring river rapids on a log raft with 1 of my 4 brothers. He was also involved…