If you have followed a few Me In Maine blog posts, you would know this guy that hunts, pecks the recycled electrons likes music. Especially new music. That’s his bacon.
Not many of us are Maine town managers. Yet Maine is blessed with 108 small communities. That have such public servants at the helm. Leading the way. Tending the affairs
If you were marooned on an island that does not even show up on the nautical maps. No radio. But no stations if you did to tune, pull in signals.
Plenty of snow in Maine, this past winter’s polar vortex brought lots to the party. And as spring crocus, daffodils, hyacinths get the nod “you’re on, up and at ’em”,
Wanting, needing to be fashionably correct. Taking the time to make sure everything is pressed, accessorized just so with his clothing. Yup. My older by ten years eldest brother Stephen
What I am about to share with you, brace yourself, it may be something you just don’t want to hear. I have got some bad news to deliver. You better