For those of us who are so-called ‘retired,’ the day isn’t long enough to accomplish anything.
the humble farmer
The Humble Farmer: Some Maine summer art exhibitions are unforgettable
As a patron of the arts who can’t eat cheese and doesn’t drink wine, I have to admire the pictures.
The humble Farmer: Memories of the Retired Skippers Race linger 60 years later
But it was actually the trip home in an old Lincoln that etched the day forever in my mind.
The humble Farmer: My wife’s father – one of the most laid-back men you’d ever meet
He was the soldier who threw away his helmet in the South Pacific war and wore a straw hat instead.
The humble Farmer: Maine’s old men and the sea were once young men at sea
When I was 10, I listened to old men who learned to sail when they were children.
The humble Farmer: What if Mr. Rogers told a story about today’s world?
It would be hard to find a country where satire can be distinguished from the previous day’s reality.
The humble Farmer: Bowdoin educator comes looking for a few good stories
How can any author improve on ordinary everyday Maine coast conversation?
The humble Farmer: A dithering defense of digressions and distracting details
Why answer ‘Yes,’ or ‘No,’ when there are so many more words at your disposal to respond with?
The humble Farmer: Secret to a happy marriage? Not having to have the last word
The key to a successful marriage is compatibility, which may mean saying nothing or just “Yes, dear.’
The humble Farmer: Televangelist Jim Bakker has a second coming
Here he is again, the old master of the broadcast con, still peddling books from a screen in my living room.