A tale of two chairs brings back warm memories and the sudden realization of change, JP Devine writes.
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Young dreams die hard with age, as the elderly are reminded
The older we get, the more our idea of fun changes, JP Devine writes.
Living life with the last dog
Jack is the fourth in a long lifetime of faithful best friends, JP Devine writes.
It’s not necessarily about the mattress
Things have come a long way from Mama’s couch in the sleep department, JP Devine writes.
Sometimes it’s not about the calendar; it’s about what’s on it
Even when the squares are big enough to write in, they may not hold as much as the ones in our hearts, JP Devine writes.
How soon they forget the ‘famous’
Being a big fish in a small pond like Waterville can be fun, but the fun fades fast, J.P. Devine writes.
Keep thoughts of hidden wounds, though faded, in your heart on Memorial Day
J.P. Devine reflects on the scars that veterans carry, many of them unspoken, as the holiday approaches.
Dear Donald, I love you just the way you are
J.P. Devine channels his inner devil with a “love letter” to Donald Trump.
Who’s going to play in Trump’s yard?
As the presidential election season rolls along, the kids are all trying to figure out if they like the popular boy, JP Devine writes.
And yes, my mother had a pony
As Mother’s Day approaches, JP Devine reflects on his mother’s hard life and the small things that made it sparkle.