Liz Soares ruminates on an old pear tree in the backyard and what it means to be grateful.
Scott Monroe
On the Edge: Blue-collar Hollywood
Ordinary folks, but specialists in the industry, are out there on the streets risking their necks to put paychecks in their pockets, J.P. Devine writes.
Waterville man called a ‘career offender’ sentenced to 9-plus years on new drug offenses
Patrick Hanson, 32, was sentenced Friday to 110 months in prison followed by six years of supervised release.
On the Edge: Hail the barber
‘Joe’ the barber has been J.P. Devine’s constant hair-cutting companion over the years in more ways than one.
Is the Waterville-Winslow Ticonic Bridge project ‘killing’ business for downtown shops?
The concerns come after state transportation officials have said that the replacement project calls for westbound vehicle traffic from Winslow into Waterville to “remain prohibited from the bridge for a period of approximately three years.”
Thinking Things Through: Crawling along in the car
A recent trip to Rhode Island included many traffic jams on the way back to Maine, but there were silver linings, Liz Soares writes.
On the Edge: ‘We’ve got our guy’
J.P. Devine recalls the opportunity he received through the GI Bill to get into theater with the Cleveland playhouse gang of ’55.
Photos: G Love and Special Sauce, Matisyahu jam at Waterville Opera House
G Love and Special Sauce, known for their blend of alternative, blues, and hip-hop, jammed with the band for Matisyahu, a reggae musician, during a dual ticket show at the Waterville Opera House on Wednesday night. All photos by Morning Sentinel photojournalist Michael G. Seamans.
Photos: Prepping the Skowhegan State Fair
Crews on Wednesday were putting the finishing touches on assembling rides and other attractions at the fair, which runs Thursday, Aug. 10, through Sunday, Aug. 19, at the Skowhegan fairgrounds. All photos by Morning Sentinel photojournalist Michael G. Seamans.
Backyard Naturalist: Yellow alchemy
An unknown glint in the grass of Unity sparks midsummer ruminations on what’s visible and the grace we need to see it, Dana Wilde writes.