I hope Slipway won’t be swayed by unkind words, because my crabmeat roll was wicked good.
Robert Skoglund
The humble Farmer: For Maine teen, ’32 Ford was a passport to adventure
A battered old car might have been the best $43 a 15-year-old boy could have spent on his education.
The humble Farmer: Gorham ‘Normal’ education – all 12 years of it – sent me in many directions
As a college student, I went to Sweden, honed a gift for writing well without saying anything and accompanied Admiral MacMillan on an expedition – to Boston.
The humble Farmer: Following rules leads to close encounters of the on-the-road kind
Most drivers apparently regard a stop sign as a mere suggestion.
The humble Farmer: What Maine tales will get the attention of driven Big Apple radio listeners?
Since they pay more than $3,000 in monthly rent, New Yorkers must be working three jobs.
The humble Farmer: Rambling on Facebook helps me find out what’s on my mind
My scripts and scraps of columns and letters to the editor were first written as notes to my Facebook friends.
The humble Farmer: Visitors welcome for what might be a working vacation
But while humble makes a list of things he wants help with, The Almost Perfect Woman is preparing for a white-glove inspection.
The humble Farmer: Wedding invitation stirs up nostalgic memories of our own
Our wedding 25 or so blissful years ago cost us nothing and still garnered a lot of good will.
The humble Farmer: For the Almost Perfect Woman, a sharp-dressed man
All this $2.50 jacket lacks is elbow patches to proclaim the wearer was a professor of philosophy at Bates.
The humble Farmer: The geeks shall inherit the earth and have us at their mercy
Who are these faceless, indifferent entities who punch your destiny into crumb-littered keyboards?