It was one of those warm, early spring days, the kind that makes you glad to be alive. I was 12, and it was the first day of Little League practice. The song wouldn’t be written for another 14 years, but the sentiment in the chorus of John Fogerty’s “Centerfield”—“I'm ready to play, today. Look at me, I can be……

When I first stepped into the role as president of Island Institute just 15 months ago, I reflected on the weight of responsibility that had been passed and the unimaginable…

In the 18th and 19th centuries, they were common on sailing vessels of all types, and even today, you can find them working aboard boats...

DOT bid the work May 8 and awarded it six days later to Hanscom Construction of Marshfield for $438,975. Using the finesse required to navigate massive dump trucks safely along a waterside rail bed, and despite tidal delays, Hanscom completed the work more than two weeks ahead of schedule, on June 7.

The Fishermen Feeding Mainers program provided financial relief to fishermen at a time when seafood markets were either shuttered or shaky, while also supplying food banks and families in need with seafood that was otherwise going unsold.

The week of July 21-28 will see the transformation of Belfast’s inner harbor to a lively international community and traditional boating festival as it hosts the Atlantic Challenge International Contest…

In Kola’s painting of a frigid, windswept, forsaken landscape, that gold-domed rock centers the outcropping, looking almost volcanic in size.

The trail is long, and my position is regional, which means that I work with many communities throughout Hancock and Washington counties. But I find that this place—this earth, these streams, these blueberry fields, and these fir trees—make it all feel like home.

Over the years I've reviewed books and plays and while I’ve certainly liked some more than others, I have always enjoyed the process. Last week I watched a rendition of…

I love the quiet I experience from living on Little Cranberry Island. I remember a visit from Dutch friends when their mouths dropped open upon reaching our house. I asked…