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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.

24 Hours

Well, it’s not as if we weren’t warned, as if it would make any difference had we not been.  It’s going to happen regardless.  You can’t change it.  You can only prepare to sit it out.  It was still clear … Continue reading

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I Am You Are

Here is one from the archives, first published in Aug 2012. I recently read a poem by Shel Silverstein from his book “Every Thing On It”. It is called “Masks”. It so typified, to me, how we go through life … Continue reading

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What Is Your Gift

This morning, while reading a post on the blog “Soul Gathering”, I read a quote by Pablo Picasso that said “The meaning of life is to find your gift.  The purpose of life is to give it away”.  It struck … Continue reading

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Commercially Speaking

Sometimes, I wish I had my wife’s ability to tune things out, like me for instance.  I say this because I am a guy that, as long as the TV is on, I feel somewhat of an obligation to watch … Continue reading

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Walking Alone

Maybe it’s because I am well into my years that I pay more attention to those that are aging around me. Like trying on a suit and deciding how it fits and if you are comfortable in it. I see … Continue reading

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The old man sat with eyes closed, dozing in his chair Until a little voice he heard say “Grandpa, are you there?” He gazed upon the little boy while waking from his nap Then reached down with a sweeping move … Continue reading

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A Sense Of Loss

When I was in high school, more years ago then I wish to remember, I worked after school at my local public library, shown above.  It was my job to re-shelve all the books that had been returned during the … Continue reading

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