Navy Underwater Archaeologist Brings Naval History to the Surface
In a container filled with water is what appears to be an oddly shaped rock. But Morrand, who serves as senior conservator and manager of the Naval History and Heritage Command's (NHHC) Archaeology & Conservation Laboratory, knows the object isn't a rock. It's actually an artifact encased within a calcium carbonate material referred to as a concretion, which often forms around iron artifacts found on marine shipwreck sites. And within that concretion lies the barely-discernable remains of a pair of 18th century-era iron scissors recovered from the wreck of a late-eighteenth century wooden vessel in the Boca Chica Channel of the Florida Keys.
Apr 18, 2014 - 8:05:31 AM
Why Is My Kid Shutting Me Out?
We are emotional creatures. There is no right or wrong when it comes to the internal world. As parents, we need to create the space and language of reassurance our children need so the emotions can come, can be seen as normal and can be talked about, which allows the emotions to pass through. When we resist what our children feel, we reject them.
Apr 17, 2014 - 12:12:05 AM
"Before the Witnesses are Gone"
When I went back to complete her story, I went through my video transcripts and my notes from conversations with her, but there were details about what she saw and felt that I will now never know. In losing her, I lost parts of her story, and we all lost one more tiny piece of the historical record of the Holocaust. This year, which marks the 70th anniversary of my father's imprisonment, is also the centenary of the start of World War One. There is no one alive to bear witness to that terrible conflict any more: all of the veterans of the first world war have died. Before we know it, the same will be true of the Holocaust.
Apr 17, 2014 - 12:10:08 AM
Sonny Campbell was a game warden. His father and grandfather before him had been game wardens. It was often thought by folks around town that there wasn't any way that Sonny could have been any thing else. After all, hadn't his great, great grandfather been one of those Campbells who'd come from the area over around New Brunswick and his grandfather looked exactly like the pictures of the Indians in all the history books. There isn't a better game warden than a man with a little Injin blood now is there and everyone knew that if you came from over that way, you had to have some Micmac or Malaseet Indian blood in you.
Apr 17, 2014 - 12:03:33 AM
M. Stevens-David Review: "Different Coins in the Fountain" by Carlos Cornejo
Carlos Cornejo's idea to write his collection of short stories in two books is brilliant and these stories do take the reader all around the world because they are "set" in many different cultures. I loved his work and find my mind going back to certain phrases and characters from time to time. I will treasure these two volumes and very happily add them to my own book collection.
Apr 16, 2014 - 12:15:21 AM
Down the Road
Watching 'er grow
The story springs back into focus, because when we lived in Swanville, Sally wouldn't talk. Well, she talked to us. She just wouldn't talk to her first-grade teacher. As The Middle TV show, only years before that show aired, we had our first teacher-parent conference. Turned out that Sally was shy, which made it also turn out that each time the teacher got her to answer a question in class, we got to buy her a candy bar as a reward.
Apr 13, 2014 - 12:35:28 AM
M. Stevens-David Review: "The House on Dead Boy Lane" by Carter Johnson
"The House on Dead Boy Lane" is very well-written and it held my interest right though till the end. I found the cover of the book very mysterious and compelling and having been raised in a very small town, I know that all small towns have places of mystery.
Apr 13, 2014 - 12:25:30 AM
Jake laid his fishin gear down in the bottom of dad's old, green canoe and then he slid the canoe quietly into the slowly moving water of the Aroostook River. The canoe rocked slightly as he settled himself into the seat and picked up the paddle. He paddled silently along the edge of the shore as he slowly made his way downstream to where the river divided and then he cut across the current in the middle and paddled until he reached the opposite side. He lay the dripping paddle across his knees and let the canoe glide along the edge of the riverbank.
Apr 13, 2014 - 12:17:40 AM
Great Aunt Cassie
She was our great aunt but us Stevens' kids always called her Aunt Cassie. She only stood about five feet tall in her stocking feet but she had more drive and energy in her little finger than most people had in their whole body. There wasn't anything that she couldn't or wouldn't do if she put her mind to it. To me, she was the epitome of the true American pioneer spirit.
Apr 11, 2014 - 7:12:35 AM
The residents of Aroostook County, Maine generally consider themselves to be conservative by nature and it usually takes quite a while for new styles and fads to catch on. When the news finally reached Ashland that longer hairstyles were "in" for men, the news was greeted with wholehearted enthusiasm. The entire male population heaved a sigh that was equal to a condemned man's relief, when he hears that his death sentence has been rescinded.
Apr 9, 2014 - 12:23:12 AM
Only By Faith!
The term, 'seeing is believing' is a well-known saying that most people are accustomed to hear. But I dare pause to say, that this saying does not stand when it relates to things of God; for, because we cannot see something doesn't mean it doesn't exist. We've been told that we are surrounded by air and breathe in oxygen without which we cannot survive. We have never seen oxygen, yet, we believe. How much more then should we believe in a God who created us and continues to sustain us? How much more then should we believe in a Christ who came to earth in the form of man to save us from the clutches of sin and show us the way to God the Father? How much more should we believe that He died for us, rose from the grave, and is in Heaven at the right hand of His Father, making intercession for us? How much more should we believe that He is coming back someday soon to receive those who by faith believe His words, live according to His commands, and are constantly watching and waiting for His return?
Apr 9, 2014 - 12:20:09 AM
Down the Road
The hospital (oh great!)
Then in the woods several years ago, my right leg slipped on an old rotten log. The pain came the next day. Friends called me Gimpy because of my limp. A year ago, Dolores told on my leg -- to our family physician. He X-rayed it and said my hip was wearing out -- Uncle Arthur had moved in.
Apr 6, 2014 - 12:30:05 AM
My brother Jake and I were born only sixteen months apart. At birth, he was given the Christian name of Arnold Louis at birth but, our great Uncle Hal soon christened him "Jake" and this nickname was to stick with him throughout his life. He was a chubby little boy with bright carrot colored hair and he had a dusting of light orange freckles scattered across his nose. His eyes were bright, blue and when he smiled in his lopsided way, huge dimples appeared in both cheeks. If you've ever seen one of Norman Rockwell's paintings of American children, then you've seen Jake.
Apr 6, 2014 - 12:15:26 AM
5 Ways to Parent "Empowered-Forgiveness"
As parents we must teach our children the realities of life. Life hurts us, people hurt us, we hurt other people and we hurt ourselves. That is what relationships and life are about. The sooner we let our children in on this secret the healthier their life-approach will be. We must teach that life is not built to be fair. The relationships our children have will, for certain, be their greatest teachers of love and pain. They will never need to use forgiveness more than in their relationships. Forgiveness is many things but we also must teach that forgiveness doesn't always mean reconciliation. It is not about condoning harms which have been done. Forgiveness is about taking power back.
Apr 3, 2014 - 5:33:27 AM
I'll never forget the time our cousin Leroy came for a visit. We considered him a "city" kid because he lived three miles closer to town than we did. Leroy really wasn't all that popular with us because he liked to brag so damn much.
Apr 3, 2014 - 5:22:13 AM
An Inspiring Story to Fulfillment and True Vocation
The journey is as valuable as a destination. Always remember this. Everything we experienced in the past has made us who we are now. Value and enjoy every second of your life, because it brings you to something bigger and better, even if you don't see it at this point. Let me share my journey to the fulfillment of my dreams. It began many years ago, and it goes as far back as to my childhood.
Apr 2, 2014 - 2:20:39 AM
M. Stevens-David Review: "The Colors of Blue" by Lance McCulloch
The characters throughout the story were very well-developed and interesting and frankly, I was sorry to see the story end. Mr. McCulloch should be very proud of this, his first book and I for one, hope that he continues.
Apr 2, 2014 - 2:10:31 AM
Down the Road
Praying for and agin' mud season
Remember, even if mud season is waiting just outside, those muddy ruts will be frozen the next time you hit that accelerator. The car will bounce over them, especially if you have to turn to get up the circle of the driveway and you don't want to hit the other car that's parked just off the circle. But mud season ain't bad. After all, it's usually above freezing when you drive through mud. That, in Maine, ain't bad.
Mar 30, 2014 - 12:33:10 AM
Great Uncle Hal
Mother's uncle, Harold Sutherland, was a tall gaunt man with a fringe of flaming red hair and piercing blue eyes. He was as Scottish as a person could get and damn proud of it too. He and his wife Cassie owned and operated a small family farm on the Goding Road about a half a mile down the road from our house. Aunt Cassie and Uncle Hal as we called them were the limelight of our lives. When things got too boring at our house, we could always be found at their house listening to or being involved in some aspect of their daily life.
Mar 30, 2014 - 12:12:33 AM
Uncle Ron was the kind of man nobody really understood. He was, well, kind of different and that was putting it mildly. He stood about five feet eight inches tall and all of his life he weighed around one hundred forty-five pounds. His hair was a light; reddish brown and his eyes were the color of muddy water. It was his laugh that got your attention though. He had a way of laughing that made you question not only his sanity but your own as well. His laugh began with a high pitched giggle and ended somewhere up high, close to a scream. Hearing it made the fine hairs rise up on back of your neck like the hackles on an angry dog.
Mar 28, 2014 - 7:23:34 AM
The Woodward Dream Cruise and Dream Machines
Remember the movie, American Graffiti or the TV show, Happy Days? Woodward Avenue, in the 1960s, was like those shows... times a thousand. For fifteen miles, Woodward had a lot of drive-ins with roller-skating waitresses and burger wars. Each place had their special burgers. There were so many people drag racing, the cops could never keep up.
Mar 28, 2014 - 7:20:29 AM
Walking in the Wilderness: Healed in the Desert
Too often we are crushed, broken and spilled out, and we never understand why it's all happening. Why do I have to suffer so much? Why do I always have to carry a burden? I wrote "The Healing Desert" to show you how to develop your trust and Faith in the Lord and how He is going to bring about positive change in your life.
Mar 26, 2014 - 12:12:34 AM
Down the Road
The problem with self-publishers
I think that of 20 I've read, perhaps one or two have some merit. They have fair to good stories and have been edited by somebody. I have found some riddled with "typos," mistakes in grammar and misspellings. Who "edited" them? Or did those self-publishing companies simply turn a manuscript into a book? They don't care if the manuscript is good or terrible, as long as your check to them doesn't bounce.
Mar 23, 2014 - 12:17:43 AM
When most people think of their grandfathers they think of them with deep love and affection but not me. My maternal grandfather was not a man whom one could like or love easily.
Mar 23, 2014 - 12:12:30 AM
Down the Road
Town meeting time
It is no accident that the annual town meeting is planned for March in most towns. After a long, snowy winter, the generally isolated residents of Maine's communities in the past used the town meeting as a social time. Today, it's still usually in the spring -- in time to meet education budgets, which come together later. But I suspect that old after-a-long-snowy-winter reason is still buried somewhere in the "why" it's held in spring.
Mar 21, 2014 - 8:17:22 AM
Charley, The Lazy Goose
His father spoke to him each day about three things that he considered very important in life. They were anticipation, participation and awareness. His father warned Charley that if he did not start exercising right away, he would not be strong enough
Mar 21, 2014 - 8:07:29 AM
Storytelling's inspirational fluidity
From Storytelling's "The Artist" and manipulated career-success moves - through "The Capturer" and constricted global investment changes - through "The Entertainer" and market advertisement ventured reveling - through "The Musician" and forced career position movements - through "The Psychologist" and psycho-analyzed clientle evaluations - through "The Sociologist" and situationed life worthy programmings - through "The Teacher" and educational future preparedness.
Mar 19, 2014 - 6:45:45 AM
Down the Road
A new type of gardening
I went online to look at cover crops and found some pretty interesting reading. I also didn't learn some new words, such as macronutrients, micronutrients, leguminous, fabaceae, rhizobial, and a few more. The educational part may be all right, but I'm just looking for a way to make my organic gardening a bit easier. (Maybe next winter after my organic crops are all "in," I'll try to learn what these words mean. When I'm done, I'm fairly sure I'll be all "in.")
Mar 16, 2014 - 12:25:31 AM
A Different Story: Russian and English Novels
I noticed something about the Russian and English literary works when I went on vacation recently. Since flying places is a boring pastime -- unless one is in the pilot's seat -- I took one of the Russian books off my shelf, one I have not picked up for many years. It was a pleasure to revisit the story I was enthralled with as a child. But when the last page was turned, the last word read, a simple thought came to my mind. "This book would be impossible to film."
Mar 16, 2014 - 12:17:02 AM
Upon the death of his father in nineteen fifty, Des McCormack, our neighbor to the north, inherited the small family farm. Some years, if the drink wasn't calling him more than the potatoes, Des would plant a few crops here and there around his hundred or so acres. There was a small apple orchard located just down over the hill from the homestead and his father had taken great pains to nurture the trees so that by the time Des was old enough to farm, the trees were mature and were producing a variety of wonderful apples.
Mar 16, 2014 - 12:10:26 AM
Inspiration from "Rainbows"
A rainbow is the breaking down of bright clear light, into seven different vibrant colors. If you rotate them all together at a very high speed, they will once again turn into a bright clear light. Clear white light is purifying and stabilizing to the whole of a person's energy system. The mulch-colored chrysanthemum which is the rainbow, transforms into a chiliochosm (or life in the expanding universe).
Mar 14, 2014 - 2:55:13 PM
God's Ever-present Provision
We were poor when I was a child, but I didn't know that. My cousins and grandparents lived like us, so that was accepted as life. I was born at a time of economic hardship--the Dirty Thirties. My parents tried to eke out a living on a farm in Saskatchewan, but after having no crop for three years, they wiped the dust off their feet and moved into the town of Watrous.
Mar 14, 2014 - 2:50:10 PM
Purim Guide for the Perplexed, 2014
Purim's Clash of Civilizations constitutes an early edition of the war between right and wrong, liberty and tyranny, justice and evil, truth and lies, as were/are Adam/Eve and the snake, Abel and Cain, Abraham and Sodom and Gomorrah, Jacob and Esau (grandfather of Amalek), the Maccabees and the Assyrians, the Allies and the Nazis, the West and the Communist Bloc and Western democracies versus Islamic rogue and terrorist regimes.
Mar 14, 2014 - 2:47:40 PM
My daughter and her family came for a four day visit during Easter this spring and we had a lovely time. Since they live in a fairly large city in New Jersey and we only get to visit about once a year, I tried to spend a lot of time with my granddaughter, Peyton, who had just turned seven. We live in the town of Minot, in the foothills of south, central Maine and I wanted her to get to know me better and how we live here in the rural countryside.
Mar 13, 2014 - 12:20:35 AM
Zombies and Demons and Plagues! Oh My!
Unlike the Wizard of Oz, this wave of demonized entertainment does not provide a yellow brick road to a safe haven nor help us return to the peace and happiness of our homes. The question arises about why these dystopian visions do not have an equally balanced path to survival and salvation. After all, it is still escapist fiction. Why not let us escape to a positive scenario? Perhaps it's because the metaphor of zombies today is more real than fantasy. In real life, we all know of people who are zombies. They are the people who suck the positive energy out those around them.
Mar 13, 2014 - 12:07:06 AM
Down the Road
More moose tales
One of my more "relaxed" encounters was the fall afternoon I arrived home at our "camp" on the shore of a lake to find a big bull moosey guy standing between the car and the camp. I had two options, well, actually one, and I chose it. I remained sitting in the car to await my turn to cross the yard. (The other option would have been to run for the camp. But Bullwinkle might have decided he liked a good afternoon tag game, especially if he were "it.")
Mar 9, 2014 - 12:20:17 AM
Motivation for writing 'Joseph of Arimathea'
I was motivated to write this book as a means of possibly answering many of my own questions which others failed to do. I found that the biblical stories left more questions than answers and so the gaps needed to be filled. It seems that the stories of this man known as Jesus, had been investigated around Jesus himself. I felt that he needed to be investigated through the people and organizations that surrounded him.
Mar 9, 2014 - 12:15:09 AM
Diary of Death
I am no longer aware of time or anything else except what is on my television screen. I hear and see that the second tower has begun to lean ominously and ABC News is stating that the second tower is going to fall too! Suddenly, the air is filled with news flashes and a new word is beginning to emerge. Terrorists!
Mar 9, 2014 - 12:07:33 AM
5 Ways Social Media is a Negative Influence On Self-Esteem
Social media is the new version of personal branding and not-so-intimate personal connection. It has its positives and its negatives--the negatives being that it can be addictive and self-esteem damaging. Many people use social media to promote how great their love lives are, their travel lives, work lives, family lives, etc. Others use it to vent about how horrible their lives are. Either way, people can be whoever they want to be in social media, and if we take what we see/read literally then it's possible that we can feel we are falling short in life. Take stock this spring of why social media has such an important place in your life. Is it the need for stimulation, for confirmation of your importance, to connect with others, to have a distraction when anxiety creeps in, or is to find an escape from the rawness of life and to garner some sense of control?
Mar 8, 2014 - 3:33:45 AM
Is Food Your Frenemy?
When we are in a love-hate relationship with food we are actually in a love-hate relationship with ourselves. We cannot feel love for ourselves if we are buried under feelings of not having any control. We are feeling fat and unattractive, or full and guilty. Nothing positive can enter when we allow food to trigger these low-self-worth emotions. Discipline and self-love are black and white. If we are out-of-control we are not behaving maturely. The way to make food your friend is to know your limits. Food should make you feel good about yourself not bad. Learn to see the rewards in self-control and feeling HOT rather than in the temporary taste-sensation euphoria that will only lead to self-hatred later.
Mar 6, 2014 - 4:45:07 AM