Talk of the Town: Once you pay to get into Range Pond State Park, you might as well enjoy some beach time even if you’re wearing long pants on a sweltering hot day and being called ‘Senor Pantalones’ by other beachgoers.
Mark LaFlamme
Street Talk: Bad vibes in Lewiston, then and now
If you spend a lot of time in downtown Lewiston you don’t require any kind of scientific study or earnest crunching of the numbers to reveal what your gut is screaming at you like a klaxon: tread carefully, brother. There is danger afoot.
Mark LaFlamme: Behold the power of cheese
Talk of the Town: Tricky words, ornery pedestrians and back at Hobby Lobby for . . . never you mind.
Mark LaFlamme: Obscura Cafe and other entities from alternate dimensions
Mark LaFlamme finds driving past Lewiston businesses looks a lot different than it used to.
Mark LaFlamme: Does anything say summer like spittle, beguilement and nagging hoot owls?
Talk of the Town: Just don’t get within spittin’ distance.
Mark LaFlamme: Oh, nuts! Oozing garbage and pickpocket chipmunks
Talk of the Town: Does any heartbreak compare to the anguish of finding a full shelf of pistachios before discovering . . .
Mark LaFlamme: More questions than answers in Auburn double homicide
Street Talk: In this age of social media, online public records, local Facebook groups and the phenomenon of “mutual friend” connections, your average Joe and Jane have become impressively proficient at sleuthing
Mark LaFlamme: They grow up so darn fast
Talk of the Town: That closed elevator door started to feel like the wall of a tomb and I’ll tell you: I was starting to plot a bold, Hollywood-style escape through the ceiling hatch.
Mark LaFlamme: Flat tires and busted mufflers. Those were the days
Street Talk: In this world of GPS, roadside service and speed dial, does anybody do anything with careless abandon anymore?
Mark LaFlamme: Let me tell you about the birds and the bears
Talk of the Town: You won’t hear a peep out of us.