Wildlife Momma

Wildlife Momma

As a young fellow growing up in southern Maine, I found myself living in a homestead that was shared with a variety of wildlife critters. All of them were in desperate need of a little tender-loving-care. My mother was a self-appointed wildlife rehabilitator who would...
Bad, and worse, timing

Bad, and worse, timing

At one time or another, we’ve all experienced those moments when everything seems to go to pot. That time or two when we find ourselves in situations where, instead of going as planned, they get worse and more confusing. Such was the case for yours truly early...
Truckin’ through 1983 — a year in review

Truckin’ through 1983 — a year in review

Another year had passed with many more memories entered into my warden diaries. The following incidents are highlights of 1983. In February, there was a nationwide truckers’ strike. Unfortunately, the strike included a rash of violence, some of it reaching the...