The Humane Society rescued Stuart and sent him and four comrades to the Westbrook Animal Refuge League so that they could start to discover their dogness.
South Portland native Steven Rowley authors a megabucks bestselling novel, Lily and the Octopus, about loneliness, loss, and man’s best friend.
Almost 60 years later, memories of a transformative summer, childhood hijinks, and smokes at the beach still smolder.
Elle Logan rowed in Beijing and London and won gold both times. This summer in Rio, she’s made it three for three. So why haven’t you heard of Maine’s baddest Olympian?
From the article “Learning to See” by Lois Lowry in our August 1977 issue.
One hundred and fifty years ago, a group of sensible Down East farmers and their families packed their houses and sailed to the Holy Land to await the Second Coming. Within a year, it had all gone wrong.
Never did more people flock to Squirrel Island than in late August for a carnival known as Fete Week.
Can Robert Indiana, a mainstay of the 1960’s Pop Art movement, give new life to Bob Dylan’s lyrics some 50 years later?
R. Scott Baltz’s painting, Gold Blue Broken, 24˝ x 30˝, oil on panel, will be given away at our September 1 Art of Giving Gala.
Gettysburg bites the dust in Brunswick.
I fantasized about constructing myself some kind of nest and living up there, weightless, surrounded by the sun-dappled dancing of the leaves and looking down on life.
The lake is ever ready, the pace is undemanding, and one day folds softly into the next. This is Kezar.