The Drowned Villages of Maine
It is dusk of a late summer day and you are standing quietly on a shoreline. There are bits of gnarled tree roots washed ashore here and there, pebbles, and…
The Madwoman’s Ghost in the Attic
When I was a young boy living in Caribou, Maine, back in the 1960s, we had two rocking chairs in our living room. I spent a lot of time in…
Andrew Tozier – Maine’s Civil War Medal of Honor Winner…and Thief?
Not everyone can claim that they were born in Purgatory, but Andrew Tozier could, on February 11, 1838. Purgatory is a town near the Monmouth-Litchfield line in central Maine and…
The 1955 Caribou UFO
It’s late. Outside, in the deep darkness of a winter’s night in a landscape vast and empty, the temperature is dipping well below zero and the first quarter moon is…
The Caribou UFO of 1955
It’s late. Outside, in the deep darkness of a winter’s night in a landscape vast and empty, the temperature is dipping well below zero and the first quarter moon is…
“For the Moon Shone Bright” – The Purington Murders of 1806
[Please note – some of the descriptions in this article/episode are graphic. Use discretion with younger readers/listeners] You are lying in your bed on this hot July night. It has…
The Murder of Sarah Ware
It is night. Darkness has fallen over the September night as the half moon rises and the stars begin to fill the sky over Penobscot Bay. Sometimes the night falls…
The Abiding Spirit of Father Moriarty
I know you don’t tell other people that you’ve had that experience, that one singular time when you were alone in your house and it happened: something inexplicable. Maybe it…