J.P. Devine: And then he was gone

Columns

Published
June 2, 2019

J.P. Devine: And then he was gone

A memoir of the assassination of Bobby Kennedy, who for a brief moment in time and on this night stood in the silver light, poised to step into history.
Published
May 29, 2019

Dana Wilde: A natural history of the Unity Park

I was walking around this park before it was a park, writes Dana Wilde.
Published
May 27, 2019

Amy Calder: ‘On Memorial Day, we remember’

An Interstate 95 bridge over Main Street in Waterville is being named for Army Specialist Wade A. Slack, a Waterville man who died in 2010 while serving his country in Afghanistan.
Published
May 26, 2019

On the Edge: Remembering an heirloom for Memorial Day

It wasn't much of a soccer ball, J.P. Devine writes, grass-stained and bruised, but it had been passed on from cousin to cousin and from brother to brother and bore the imprint of memory and association.
Published
May 22, 2019

Dana Wilde: Fiddling while Earth burns

While the tornadoes get bigger and the wildfires burn, the politicians fiddle for money, writes Dana Wilde.
Published
May 20, 2019

Amy Calder: Waterville woman ‘grateful to be alive’

Rebecca Nadeau, 38, lost both legs six months ago to what doctors diagnosed as compartment syndrome, but she is adjusting to her misfortune, looking forward and moving on.
Published
May 19, 2019

J.P. Devine: May Day 1952, the Movie

J.P. Devine writes about an occupier's view of a Japanese riot, or how best to avoid the animosity of a mob and embrace the discretion of a big guy.
Published
May 15, 2019

Liz Soares: Simple things still count

When I perused the pile of cards sent to me by second-graders, I remembered there is good in the world, writes Liz Soares.
Published
May 13, 2019

Amy Calder: A sweet reunion

Waterville resident Tom Savinelli recalls being reunited with a woman whose life he and three other firefighters helped save 34 years ago in Connecticut when she was a toddler and fell into a swimming pool.
Published
May 12, 2019

J.P. Devine: The woman I’m calling today

No matter where he happened to be in his travels, J.P. Devine always had a bucketful of change to dump into a pay phone to call his mother on Mother's Day.