Mark LaFlamme: Move along, nothing to see here

Street Talk: Siren songs of the Androscoggin River

Maybe river whispers promises of sweet relief if one can just take that final step off the greasy bridge railing. If so, I say ignore it, my friends, at all costs.

Mark LaFlamme: Did you hear what happened on Nichols Street?

While I may not be very bright, give me 10 years, a guy with a gun, some barking dogs and Amazon, and I'll find a way around just about any problem.

Mark LaFlamme: Prom night terror

Street Talk: The little girl, the old woman and the ramp: Good deeds in a weary world

Mark LaFlamme: Hoping for a summer of big news without tragedy

2018 was full of sad news. Give me a werewolf, an Elvis Presley sighting or anything featuring the term "alien baby" and we'll have a summer of news without any heartache.

Street Talk: My eye! Adventures in fishing

I had been sitting calmly on that rock when it occurred to me that maybe the fish would be more apt to bite if I climbed a tree and cast from a high branch. I mean, that's straight physics right there.

Country girl chronicles life in Lewiston

In Berwick, Lisa would sit on the hammock and wait for nature to entertain her. In Lewiston, it's very much the same, although the nature of the wildlife has changed.

Street Talk: Snow days then vs. snow days now

Getting ready to do something truly stupid with a roof rake and a saucer sled.

Mark LaFlamme: The five (or so) stages of a head cold

Your head feels as though some cruel sadist has stuffed a hose in each of your ears and pumped it full of pea soup.