It’s enough to upset a breakfast of Cap’n Crunch, or a deep sleep, or a call to duty — but in Maine? J.P. Devine asks.
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J.P. Devine Movie Review: ‘Disaster Artist’
For over an hour and a half, we’re treated to James Franco’s semi-humorous, semi-insane and full-out bad ego trip, writes J.P. Devine.
JP Devine: Something happened that changed the world
As sure as the 9-year-old angel with cardboard wings who lives inside him, J.P. Devine writes that he believes something happened 2,000 years ago that changed the world.
J.P. Devine: Heaven comes to Hallowell
In a dream only J.P. could have, Jimmy Stewart gives him the lowdown on the location of his acting troupe’s next set.
J.P. Devine: Ms. Kramer and Jack — a love story
A recent death in the family reveals the tender relationship between a dog and a bird, J.P. Devine writes.
The stranger on the cold streets of Boston
You just never know who you might bump into from far away and impossibly long ago, writes J.P. Devine.
Our 57th Christmas tree and other stories
Loving April with lights in her hair in Cleveland and a memorable first night in a New York apartment lead up to promises to a Bloomingdale’s associate and the necessity to move a chair for a Christmas tree, writes J.P. Devine.
The Great Awakening of Colbyville
A look into the future finds Paul LePage cutting the ribbon for the start of a subway from Colbyville (formerly Waterville), writes prognosticator J.P. Devine.
Adventures of one kind of veteran
A tale in six acts and a happy Veterans Day to vets who are real, J.P. Devine writes.
Sunday, my prints will come
Moving the column to Sunday sparks memories of glamor, of the sacred, of interlaced fingers that bind us together, J.P. Devine writes.