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Sixteen, But Hold the Candles
Arlo Topp knew that folks called him Muffin behind his back, but couldn’t care less. It fit in with the persona he’d cultivated for more than thirty-five years, twenty-five of them as a special investigative agent for the FBI. His … Continue reading
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Tagged John R. Clark, Maine humor, Mystery anthologies, Offbeat crimes and criminals
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The RMC, an ever rarer species
John Clark remembering an endangered species. They can’t be manufactured, nor imported, and definitely cannot be bred in captivity. When I was a kid back in the 1950s, they were abundant and I doubt anyone even entertained the thought that … Continue reading
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Tagged Endangered species, John R. Clark, Maine humor, New Portland Maine, Real Maine Characters, Union Maine
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The Maine Cabin Fever Add-on
John Clark pondering the sorta survival of another Maine winter. I say sorta because it ain’t over yet and I daren’t count the lost parts and number of chips and dings in my psychic paint job. We’re at that sketchy … Continue reading
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Tagged Cabin Fever, John R. Clark, Maine humor, road hazards, wacky funerals, Word games
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Cabin Fever, Supply Chain Woes and The ASS
I knew it was time to go on a road trip when Mother threw her hair dryer through our big screen TV. Granted she’d taken a hammer to the radio in the kitchen the day before when her favorite program … Continue reading
After The Fall/Coming Soon
John Clark elaborating on my fractured elbow adventure and a new look at Post-Covid movie possibilities, but first the elbow. Regular blog followers may remember the fun(?) we had clearing the jungle that was the back of our lot at … Continue reading
So Ya Think Ya Know Maine?
John Clark battling the fifth episode of a malady I never heard of until it struck, ingrown eyelashes. Whether they’re related to cataract surgery, or will eventually go away on their own, remains to be seen, but each occurrence seems … Continue reading
You need Feet, Frost (you say), and Witty Ditties to Survive
John Clark checking in from solitary confinement where I’m serenaded by a new sump pump and sounds of semis rumbling on the I-95 overpass a couple hundred feet from our home. With Beth going to our daughter’s house in Belgrade … Continue reading
We Want to Protect You, or Surviving Cabin Fever
That’ll teach me to leave the snowshoes home! Cabin Fevah, Ya say? If you’re a flatlander, ya probably never heard of it. In Maine it’s a fact of life every February, earlier if Old Man Winter gets his longjohns in … Continue reading
Puntown USA, or how we'll celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary in 2017
John Clark a tad late to the blog this morning. Next September Mother and I are celebrating 40 years together legally (you can tack on a couple in front of that where we lived in Sin, a small town between … Continue reading
