Columns

4 months ago

A teacher’s inspiration

Learning to read is a major milestone when you are growing up. Recognizing characters, the sounds that they produce, and how they connect into sentences, paragraphs, articles and books represents the entrance into a world of learning that will remain for life. 

4 months ago

What spring means to Public Works in Presque Isle

As winter fades and longer days return, spring brings a renewed sense of energy to our community. For many residents, it means warmer weather, blooming trees, and the opportunity to get outdoors again. 

5 months ago

A note from a mosquito

Satire is a strong part of trying to understand why the world is as it is. Usually humorous, it poses, answers and reposes questions asked and unasked. What follows is a gentle bit of satire.

5 months ago

The dog

I drove by the tiny, rustic house each day on my way to work. As soon as I could catch a glimpse of the yard, I would slow down and quickly turn my head to check and see if the dog was sitting in the doghouse door, his head straight ahead with a heavy, rusty chain on his neck. 

5 months ago

The hope chest

Within my mother’s cedar chest are many treasures: baby shoes from both of her children, colored pictures that run outside the lines, a silk blanket from Japan, old photos of my parents when their love was powerful and sweet at the same time

5 months ago

Music in your history

When we’re writing our family history we focus on dates, vital records and names of family members. But there’s more to add to complete the picture of a family’s life. 

6 months ago

A historic reflection

While the winters up here are known for their length and treachery, there is such beauty in the stillness of a freshly fallen snow upon the library grounds.

6 months ago

Don’t forget the music

When we’re writing our family history we focus on dates, vital records and names of family members.

6 months ago

Tempus fugit

Déja 2026. On dirais que l’temps passe trop vite. Mon oncle Jean, qui est mort juste a s’bord icitte de 100 ans, disais que, quand tu avais 20 ans la vie allais a 20 milles a l’heure; a 30 ans, 30 miles a l’heure; etc.