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CHOCOLATE MAN by Peter Nolan Smith

February 1, 2024 – 2:04 pm

Maine is the northern most state on the Eastern Seaboard. The distance from its southernmost border to the Potomac River is approximately 500 miles and in the winter of 1863 the 20th Maine Regiment crossed into Virginia to confront the Confederate forces at Fredericksburg. That summer they avenged the one-sided slaughter beneath St. Marye’s Height […]

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Lobstah on Patpong – 1990s

February 1, 2024 – 11:10 am

Back in the 1990s I was in Bangkok s Patpong gogo zone. I was standing at the bar and heard a younger man order a beer. “Are you from Maine?” “Lewiston.” “Falmouth Foresides. We must be the largest gathering of Maine people in Asia.” We clinked beers and he shook his head, saying, “Those two […]

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Gone the Tundra – 2011

January 19, 2024 – 7:13 pm

My early youth was spent along the coast of Maine. Winters were harsh. My father was native to Westbrook and every autumn would say, “There are two seasons in Maine. Winter and preparing for winter.” He had learned this adage from his father and his father from his father, for no matter how corny the […]

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First Snow In New York City 2024

January 18, 2024 – 9:05 am

No snow In New York City. Three years. Not cold neither. Yesterday Snow. Two inches Cold. Not Omaha cold -40. 20 degrees Fahrenheit c Cold. And sunny. The wind cruel cold Fort Greene Park. The snow trampled by thousands and thousands of feets. Each step immortal in the cold. Steps atop steps Like first city […]

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The Soul Of a Summer Stutter

January 7, 2024 – 8:42 pm

mmmmMagic kkkk xxxxx ththth A childhood stutter and stammer slurred my speech. In the 1950s My mouth rebelled against the passage of th and gh. Family and friends failed to decipher my words. My tongue mangled consonants vowels in my mouth. Adults thought me stupid. Schoolmates thought the same. I was beaten by three of […]

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