4 months ago
Keeping family memories
I have a cousin I’ll call Susan, who lives out of state in a nursing home. She is in the process of sliding into the dark tunnel of Alzheimer’s.
Editorials
5 months ago
ADN = Toi
Si tu est Franco-Américain ou Acadien tu est le produit de milliers d’ancêtres français. Avant que tu sois née, tes ancêtres on déterminé la couleur de tes yeux, de tes cheveux, comment tu marche, comment du te tiens debout, comment tu ris, comment tu pleur, comment tu roule tes yeux, comment tu fait la baboune et bien d’autres choses.
5 months ago
In the blink of an eye
Everything happened so quickly that the woman felt she was dreaming. Once she was safely settled into the ambulance, realization came upon her and she began to cry. The ambulance personnel spoke to her softly and assuredly, as they started an IV in her arm.
5 months ago
Looking back 60 years
For the readers, a question: what were you doing at this time in 1965? Were you grumbling about kids these days? Trying to figure out who was going to be the seasonal employer that year?
5 months ago
Let’s not judge our ancestors
Occasionally I write about the necessity not to judge our ancestors by today’s standards. It’s important to know something about the history of when they lived.
5 months ago
A man and a song
He was a familiar sight at just about every event in our small city. He would be in his usual attire; brown overalls, green checkered shirt, well used work boots and a cap on his head that had surely seen better days.
5 months ago
Local news tidbits
Small-town weekly newspapers are wonderful sources for genealogists. They contain items you won’t find in larger city papers.
5 months ago
Looking up
Seeing the skies of Presque Isle in the end of August brings a magical view from the windows of the library. As the days grow shorter and sunset creeps its way closer to align with our closing time, the hot and bright 7 p.m. hour transitions itself over to slight breezes and grabbing a jacket when going out for the evening.
5 months ago
J’m’ennui
Ma mére étais dans un nursing home. Ca faisais pas tellement longtemps qu’elle étais la. Moi pi mon frére prènais chaque un notre tour pour aller la voir a tous les jours.
6 months ago
A snapshot of Ashland in 1943
On Monday, May 30, 1943, in the midst of World War II, the small town of Ashland (population 2,457 according to the 1940 Census), on the western frontier of Aroostook County, Maine’s potato and lumbering county, celebrated Memorial Day
