Category Archives: Friday Pillow Talk

The Vines are Heavy

Early yesterday morning, before the newspaper arrived, a woman in a pickup truck drove up the hill beeping her horn and shouting out her window.  Although I couldn’t comprehend exactly what she was saying the syncopation and the syllable count … Continue reading

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Wednesday Like No Other

It’s hard to imagine a world without fork-split English muffins, isn’t it?  The toasted tasty flat pieces of bread with “nooks and crannies” full of butter and jam are a staple of modern morning life.  Samuel Bath Thomas made them … Continue reading

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The Beehive of Truth

I’ve cast a disdainful eye on television in the years I’ve been blogging.  I’ve referred to it as “Tee Vee” and taken a position that it’s like a termite chewing through the gray matter of the nation’s collective brain.  Regardless … Continue reading

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Mining our Material

My brother, Jim Baumer, gave a talk at the Lisbon Historical Society last night.  The subject of his 40 minute “chat” was John Gould’s career as a newspaper writer and editor.  Gould, the author of more than twenty books, also … Continue reading

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The Old Soul

It’s hard to pinpoint the exact event or moment when I realized I was an “old soul.”  It could have been all the hours spent studying my parents’ yearbooks.  Or maybe it was the summer day I picked up Beverly … Continue reading

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Somewhere in Friendship, Maine

I contemplated writing a post called “The Death Rattle of the Worumbo Mill” today.  I even took a hack at it last night before falling asleep; I cobbled together 180 words, more or less.  Then I settled my week’s weary … Continue reading

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Don’t Get Funny with Me

My father, Herman the German, is a funny guy.  He might have been the “class clown” in addition to being the “Carnival King of 1951.”  He jokes around a lot and sometimes I think he uses humor as a foil … Continue reading

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Rain Dance

The forecast for the Moxie Festival is mixed.  It might rain.  As the Moxie math goes, heat always trumps rain for the festival, meaning folks will come out in the heat but not so much in the rain.  The good … Continue reading

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Not Richard Nixon’s Daughter

They’re tearing down the last major structure of the old Worumbo Mill.  I knew this day would come and even though I tried to mentally prepare myself, I am experiencing the same sadness I felt when they tore down the … Continue reading

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I Could Write a Book

Sometimes, it’s hard for me to believe I’ve been writing this blog since 2012.  I’ve written over one thousand (1,000) posts.  It seems like such a lot, although my brother has been at this blogging thing for much longer than … Continue reading

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