This photo of my parents home is the view I saw during my very last childhood memory in Derby, Maine, as I left to join the army in the 1960’s. Mom stood on the lawn after heartfelt goodbyes, and I…
This photo of my parents home is the view I saw during my very last childhood memory in Derby, Maine, as I left to join the army in the 1960’s. Mom stood on the lawn after heartfelt goodbyes, and I…
Teenagers tooling Main Street in Milo back in the 1960’s spent evenings driving from the state store parking lot between the two bridges on lower Main to the IGA parking lot uptown 2000 feet away. Parking and leaning out the…
With the celebration of our 20th wedding anniversary this month, I decided to show readers an enlarged view of the photo of my wife and I Down Back on the Sebec River in Derby, Maine. The before (20 years ago)…
The first USA daylight parade of the Ku Klux Klan was held on September 3, 1923 in Milo, Maine. I describe my hometown of Derby, Maine, population 300 as a suburb of Milo, population 2500, and I remember my Grandmother…
Here’s my photo in Derby, Maine, around 1951, and taken in front of the ubiquitous wood pile common in most rural areas at the time. Actually that’s kindling wood. The big stuff was already in the shed. Flat top crew…
The coast of Maine is called DownEast, and was 50 miles from my hometown growing up in Derby, Maine back in the 1950’s. Trips to the ocean were rare, and when it came to a Maine lobster DownEast style it…