Poof Tardiff

Once Upon a Berlin Time Hello fellow Berlinites. While putting my newspaper of the month together for the public library, I found a hunting tragedy that took place one hundred years ago. Being in the middle of deer season, I would like to relate to you the sad shooting of a man by the name of Celestine Boissineau. He was shot by Dr. Raymond C. Denison, who had come to this area four years previous from Washington, D.C. He had an active practice in Berlin and his office was situated ...

Ithaca Bound

The calendar may indicate that it is closing in on the middle of December, and Christmas Day is not far away. But it is not Christmas that is on my mind. Next Saturday afternoon, I am to do a New Year's program for the public library in Lowell, Massachusetts. The program is to be a selection of songs, poems, stories, and other writings about, or appropriate for, the new year. The choices are of particular importance this year, I think, given the many unknowns that lie ahead of ...

George Epstein

Out of the Frying Pan To all successful candidates: Congratulations! You are now off to Concord or Washington to represent your constituents and accomplish all the great things you intended when you started your campaign. This letter is intended to help you with the difficult transition from candidate to office holder. As a candidate, you devoted your energy to exaggerating your opponent’s positions on controversial issues. As a candidate, you avoided taking firm positions on the ...

Poof Tardiff

Hello fellow Berlinites. While searching about local events of the year 1923 in the old Berlin Reporters, I found quite a few news articles that I thought would make for some interesting reading. As usual, I would like to share some of them with you. In January of this year Mrs. Charles Murray of 1659 Main Street had a very narrow escape from drowning when she went through the ice while skating on the Androscoggin River with her two nieces Elsie and Bernice Holt. This took place just ...

John Walsh

For more years than either of us care to remember my skiing buddy, Jerry the K, and I have taken the first run of a new ski season together. And for maybe the last 20 of those years that first run has been on the man-made snow at Sunday River Ski Area in Newry, ME. While I cheated just a little this season having skied at Attitash last week with the Shelburne Babe, Jerry and I did get to the river on Monday for our inaugural run there. What we found is pretty much what we have found ...