O’Dark Thirty

I know when and where I'm not. It's not Navy, and it's not Maine.

Railroad

I had a friend who had abandonment issues with her recurrent boyfriend.

Corticimancy

Bill insisted that he had thought of this one himself. He called it Corticimancy - telling the future from pieces of bark.

The Rangeley Boat

Four men examine restored wooden boat labeled Guide’s Grace

The Rangeley Boat could handle almost any challenge an adventurous 19 years old could throw at it. 

Foam and Froth

When you are out in a bad enough blow, there can come a moment when the distinction between the water and air becomes indistinct.

The Markets

Former petty office first class John O'Toole loved to get in little digs at me. He remembered when I was " not the sharpest tool in the kit." In short, he remembered when I was an addled brain sailor whose sea locker and sea bag always needed a good tossing and cleanup before inspections.

Red In The Face

Man angrily shouting at desk cluttered with papers and laptop

Having served the public as a government employee for many years, I learned early on that when a member of the public verbally assaulted you red-faced and energetically, you worked hard to maintain a polite demeanor. Frankly, turning all red-faced and dumping on their negative vibes was a sure path to fast unemployment. I found …

Pride

(teachers of martial arts). It was a memorable evening because Sensei's teacher was visiting us from Japan, and we wanted everything perfect.

Knots In The Devil’s Tail

Wooden desk cluttered with stacks of papers, a pen, a coffee cup, and red knotted ropes

It was before email. The web was a very primitive concept barely imagined. Yes, this happened a long, long time ago.

Cold

Summer Complaints. The first I heard that term was about annual summer visitors to the coastal communities of Maine. But, the name had an earlier etymology on the coast. Older residents could speak authoritatively of spring complaints, fevers, chills, and illnesses that came on with the change of the season in the spring. Once upon a time, every grannie would have had a specially concocted mixture of herbs and secret ingredients that everyone in the family would be forced to consume, along with the Cod Liver Oil that was a medicinal standard. A spring tonic.