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Born to be centerfield

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… SEE MORE

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Throughlines that connect us to community

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 changes that had shaped our part of the world over the past 40 years. This was even before the back-to-back,… SEE MORE

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Without a map, new turf becomes clearer

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. SEE MORE

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Islanders pull off delightful ‘Mathilda’

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 Roahl Dahl’s Matilda at Waterman’s Community Center in North Haven. Dahl passed away 34 years before what would seem fair,… SEE MORE

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The comforting sounds of the season

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 what stunned them and they replied, “The quiet! There is so little noise!” That’s what I like. I also appreciate… SEE MORE

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The baggage of being a vegetarian

By the summer of 1979, like many human beings around the globe and in times past, I ate relatively little meat. It wasn’t a matter of principle. I ate vegetables and grains largely for economic reasons, employed at a job qualifying me for food stamps for which I never applied.… SEE MORE

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Unexpected awe in life’s big moments

By the time you read this, the book I co-authored, Your Postpartum Body, will be out in the world. For ten years I’ve been throwing manuscripts at the wall of literary agents to see what might stick and have often richly imagined the moment when a book with my name… SEE MORE

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Category: Columns

Born to be centerfield

Throughlines that connect us to community

Without a map, new turf becomes clearer

Islanders pull off delightful ‘Mathilda’

The comforting sounds of the season

The baggage of being a vegetarian

Unexpected awe in life’s big moments

A librarian weaves a surprisingly tangled web

Righting a wrong—Monhegan’s women artists get their due

A photographer who captured artists