In my reading I came across a story about a father and son. They were extracting honey from a beehive. As they were about to finish, the son noticed there were some bees sitting in the honey. They were covered with the sticky stuff. The son asked his father if he could help those bees. The ...

We didn’t have a cake, but nonetheless, we did celebrate my one-year anniversary — of surviving COVID. I will never again think of December as the month to celebrate just Christmas. For me, it is also when I dodged the virus’s very big bullet. I am one of the lucky ones. I was able to ...

Through the years we have been on friendly terms with our neighbors. For years there was something known as the “Friendly Neighbor Club”. I was around when the club celebrated its 75th anniversary. The club was made up of neighbors and former neighbors. When people moved away, they ...

Since I left home for college, I’ve moved 13 times. I’d pay money not to do it again. Among those 13, some were paid military moves and some were paid company moves. The worst, of course, were just us, tugging, lugging, and schlepping until we got it all there. Then there’s the mess ...

Since I left home for college, I’ve moved 13 times. I’d pay money not to do it again. Among those 13, some were paid military moves and some were paid company moves. The worst, of course, were just us, tugging, lugging, and schlepping until we got it all there. Then there’s the mess ...

As he paddled his 16-foot red Old Town Penobscot canoe up the Allegheny River in mid-2021, Neal Moore might have passed our cabin eight miles north of Tidioute. If I had been at the place at the time, I might have waved to him as he passed, or even might have exchanged pleasantries with ...