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    May 27, 2021

    A time…

    To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. A time to be born, and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted. A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to break down, and a time to build up. A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn, and a time to dance. A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace, and a time to …

  • Published
    May 20, 2021

    Saturday evening in the South End

    A couple from Connecticut recently agreed to buy a house in Rockland that consists of an upstairs apartment and a downstairs apartment, and expressed their willingness to pay a half-million dollars for it. The two tenants were given notice, and immediately began looking for alternative places to live. This is not easy to do in Rockland, right now. Before the Modern Plague hit us over a year ago, it was already …

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    May 14, 2021

    Ships to Rockland again

    A woman from Jefferson and her tiny baby met a mother gorilla and her five-week-old baby at a zoo in Boston two weekends ago, and spent considerable time together, according to the all-knowing interweb-thing. Naturally, the whole encounter was caught on cellphone video, and pretty quickly made its way into the universe of deliciously soft news that helps populate so many anxious websites these days. The mother …

  • Published
    May 6, 2021

    Public pain and suffering

    A rare and strange phenomenon occurred just the other day in Rockland. Down here in the South End, a cry of delight, almost reaching the level of pure joy, was heard as residents discovered that the Water Street clock had at last been repaired. The sound of happiness grew all morning, until by midday it was audible in all parts of the neighborhood, and then began spreading out into the rest of town. However, just …

  • Published
    April 30, 2021

    Heard and got wrong

    It is with great joy that I report a change in the status of the broken South End clock at the corner of Water Street and (South) Main. I am beside myself with glee to be able to reveal to the world that it is no longer broken and stuck at 11:50. It is now broken and stuck at 12:25. Whether this is a.m. or p.m. I do not know, although I doubt it matters too much. This is definite progress, and the city should be …

  • Published
    April 24, 2021

    No single definition of freedom

    I have been reading Maine journalist Colin Woodard’s book “American Character,” which he finished in 2015 and published the following year. It has almost destroyed any residual optimism that might have remained with me since the general political harrowing of recent years. Many of us have been troubled by a sense of vague unease with something in our national politics lately, but have had a hard time putting a …

  • Published
    April 14, 2021

    To deceive and confuse

    For over a year we have been watching for signs, any signs at all, of what might still remain of normal. I present to you, therefore, the sight of young people wearing gloves and caps and tossing a baseball to each other at the ballfield on Thomaston Street, last Thursday evening; the sounds of the spring ‘peeper’ frogs in the air again on the evening before; the fleeting glimpse of a crow carrying a stick from …

  • Published
    April 8, 2021

    Unpunctured

    Sorry about missing last week’s paper. Was feeling ill and was woefully unable even to scribble my usual scribblings. Then, this week, the Spectrum interwebby thing lost connections all over Maine and New Hampster, causing me to regret giving up my previous system of writing on recycled breakfast cereal boxes which were dispatched to Courier headquarters by way of homing pigeons. Always rely on the less complex …

  • Published
    March 26, 2021

    Set out for Rockland

    Well, hasn’t the weather been absolutely jolly for a few days, now that spring has arrived? It was quite fine as of Monday evening, anyway. By the time you read this we might have had a blizzard, I suppose. Yes, people have been going hog wild, parading about in shorts and t-shirts, and sometimes even less than that. The boys down at the prison farm in Warren were outdoors playing horseshoes Sunday afternoon, and …

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    March 17, 2021

    America’s tricentennial

    I did make quite a fuss last week about Rockland’s dangerously uncoordinated traffic and pedestrian lights. Then, two days later (this sort of thing happens to me all the time), I woke up and found myself in Farmington, where the major downtown intersection is controlled by lights that stop all traffic when giving pedestrians the cross signal. I knew it could be done, he said triumphantly. Under one of the …

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