Nows and Forevers

Imagine looking up every night and being mesmerized by nature’s wonder. I don’t have to imagine. That was my every clear night when I lived in far northern Maine, a sparsely populated stretch of land near the Canadian border. It was one of the best things about living there. How many times have you seen… Continue reading

My father gave me some of my grandfather’s photos a few weeks ago, which had been rescued from my aunt’s house when she moved. My grandfather has been dead since 1976 and my grandmother since 1994, and my aunt joked that a lot of the material hadn’t seen the light of day in at least… Continue reading

I recently got a bunch of family memorabilia from my father, who got them from his older sister when she moved recently. One of those was a photo my grandfather, Edward A. Gough, took in what I think is 1942, visiting the Gettysburg National Battlefield. It was odd because the day before my father gave… Continue reading