Seventeen years ago this past Saturday, August 8th, my father spent his last conscious moments in this world. It was a Saturday just like this past Saturday, a beautiful August morning full of ripening blue berries, blooming sunflowers and all the perfection of Maine’s late summer. He’d been sick all summer, and had finally agreed […]
Summer in Maine: Kids, Camps, Community
Fisheries Group Tackles Heritage Law Changes
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