We wouldn’t be here without you, Moms! While writing the last story about digging out of a Maine blizzard, I wished I could find the tunnel photo of my Mother at the entrance to our porch. Wish granted. The photo…

With summer just weeks away, this photo of shoveling snow after a Maine blizzard in the mid-1960’s serves as a reminder of the joys of Spring. After a 12 inch snowfall, clearing the driveway to go to work was usually…

From Derby, Maine to Fenway Park in Boston may as well have been a million miles away as a youngster from Derby back in 1959. The photo shown here that I snapped is like a dream sequence, and was taken…

Back in the 1950’s, as winter turned to spring in Maine our springtime ice skating playground changed from ice to water providing more opportunity for outdoor activity. Watching Mother Nature come alive was, and still is, awesome in its wonder…

Despite the golden years without the gold, you can’t deny us oldtimers our treasure of precious memories. This 1953 photo with a few of my siblings on my grandparents’ lawn reminds me of a point later in life, and capturing…

Besides building log rafts at the old swimming hole Down Back in Derby, Maine, my friends and I were adept at building rustic log cabins, as well. One summer in the early 1960’s three of us teenagers chose to build…