By choosing to get worked up about student activism we ignore the real story.

My level-one diagnosis, later in life, lifted a weight off my shoulders.

Aprons are in, apparently. So is the dismantling of women’s rights.

… even in the month of April.

Power outages slow the passage of time and bring out the best in Mainers.

The injustice in Gaza prompted me to reflect on the mass killing of civilians in My Lai.

I’ve been assembling meals instead of cooking them for most of my adult life. It’s been a delight to discover that baking is assembly.