Hikers honor fallen veterans at the summit of Maine’s tallest mountain.
From “Just Say Moo” by Virginia Thorndike in our July 1994 issue. It was not as easy to take these pictures as you might think.
Auto-race enthusiasts cheer drivers zooming toward the Old Orchard Beach pier in one of the hundreds of American Automobile Association–sanctioned events.
When a shadowy Rockport estate became the world epicenter of psychics and psychedelics.
From “On Damariscotta Lake,” in the June 1984 issue. 33 years later, families still take to the water to fish, paddle, or simply splash with the kids.
From “Machias River Log Drive,” in our May 1971 issue. A couple of months after this article was published, the Maine State Legislature passed a law to end log drives for good.
A hundred years ago this month, the U.S. entered World War I. As young men left Maine for the front, women took key industrial jobs.
From “Maine’s Merry Gardens” by George Taloumis, in our April 1963 issue.
Situated east of downtown Freeport and accessible only by foot through a mile-long wooded path, Pettengill Farm has stood hidden from the modern world for over 200 years.
From “Dog Days in Fort Kent,” by Elizabeth Peavey, in our February 1998 issue.
Midcentury civic festivals in Aroostook County were (ahem) no small potatoes.
How the Saco-Biddeford cotton empire gave rise to a trashy 19th-century literary craze full of torrid affairs, horrendous murders, and ruined females.
During World War II, thousands of German prisoners of war were held in internment camps across Maine. In the winter of 1945, three of them got away.