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Submarines in the Bay!

One summer morning in the 1940s, Edith Quinn was washing dishes in her kitchen on Eagle Island in Penobscot Bay. (Eagle is two miles northeast of North Haven and two miles west of Deer Isle). Edith and her husband, Jim, had been living on Eagle since they were married in 1935. At one point Edith

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Baby-Sitting for Johnny Bear

The following is a true story. Only the names have been withheld to protect the innocent. My parents were always good neighbors. This was especially true in the summer of 1956 on Vinalhaven. During that summer, however, even their hospitality reached its limits, as illustrated by the following story. One of our neighbors was a

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Alone in the Land of the Red Socks

Warning: This essay is intended for serious baseball fans only. If you cannot identify something odd about the title of this article, do not, I repeat, DO NOT continue reading. Supporters of the Red Sox and Phillies have a lot in common. Both are longtime sufferers who share feelings of helplessness, inadequacy, and, in my

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A Trip to Turner

“Faster, Harry, faster!” “Get this crate moving!” These were the more polite words of encouragement that came from the passengers in my 1951 Ford, as we hurdled down the road at 80 mph heading towards Turner in the summer of 1956. I pressed down on the accelerator, but with seven husky ballplayers on board, my

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