Listening for Hints

Listening for Hints

Mainers seem to have a peculiar reluctance when it comes to accepting assistance. Is there something ingrained in our DNA that makes us a tad more stubborn and self-reliant? It’s a curious trait we possess. Many Mainers are quick to give the shirt off their back...
Pink Hoodie Guy

Pink Hoodie Guy

A few months ago, I found myself stuck at South Station in Boston waiting for a train to Providence. My train was late. South Station was packed with people deeply engaged on their phones and highly irritated with one another and the lack of space. Two people barked...
The Impact of Picking a Lane

The Impact of Picking a Lane

Whenever I become overwhelmed by the world, I hear a mentor’s voice reminding me: “You cannot save the world, but you can make an impact.” He would go on to say, you only have 24 hours in a day, which is not enough time to tackle every injustice. If you want to make...
The Language of Fishing

The Language of Fishing

Growing up, I never missed an opportunity to go fishing with my dad. Fishing was our time. Some of my favorite childhood memories are trolling for fish in the summer. I remember the sights, sounds, and smells like it was yesterday. It would take Dad a little...