Tag Archives: Washington County
The Death of a Friend
The Death of a Friend This week word came that my friend Shirley Kennedy had died. On the one hand, I was relieved for her. It was like hearing that a friend, unfairly imprisoned, had been set free. On the … Continue reading →
Posted in afterlife, art of living, autonomy, beauty, chivalry, class, contemplation, cool, courage, culture, desire, erotic life, eternity, ethics, existentialism, faith, femininity, feminism, freedom, friendship, gender balance, health, heroes, hidden God, ideality, identity, immortality, Jews, life and death struggle, love, memoir, memory, moral action, moral evaluation, moral psychology, morality, mortality, motherhood, nineteenth-century, ontology, past and future, peace, politics of ideas, power, presence, psychology, public facade, public intellectual, reductionism, relationships, roles, romance, romantic love, scientism, secular, social conventions, social ranking, spiritual not religious, spirituality, status, status of women, suffering, the examined life, the problematic of men, the problematic of woman, the profane, the sacred, time, twentieth century, twenty-first century, work, writing, Zeitgeist
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Tagged a different woman, antebellum home, Back Bay Road, barrel racing, bodily failure, country friend, death as release, finding the true owners, G.I. Bride, home birth, horsemanship, humble gratitude, humble virtues, Jewish concerns, local historical society, local history, midwife, Milbridge Maine, Old Mainers, political extremism, post-war Germany, rodeo ribbons, selling the house you don’t own, Shirley Kennedy, sisterly feeling, the right of way, the shore strip, true friendship, understanding horses, Washington County, womanly arts, women friends
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“Two Views”
“Two Views” This is the aerial view of Narraguagus Bay and the same bay, painted as I saw it from the attic of our old barn. We are back there this week, visiting old friends in Washington County, Downeast Maine. … Continue reading →
Posted in art, art of living, cities, friendship, love
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Tagged Downeast Maine, home, Maine, Narraguagus Bay, Washington County
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“You CAN Go Home Again”
“You Can Go Home Again” This week we drove the two hours from Bangor, Maine to the little town on the Narraguagus Bay that I shall call – to shelter its hiddenness – the Town of Downeast. The reason I … Continue reading →
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Tagged 19th century influence, 19th century people, 19th century types, accurate memory, ante-bellum homes, Bangor Maine, barrel racing, camp in Maine, death and absence, death of friends, Downeast colors, Downeast Maine, event memory, filial piety, fishing boats, fog and water, friendship, generational continuity, Henry M. Rosenthal, homecoming, honorary local, inherited values, lobster fishing, local jobs, Maine forests, Maine landscape, memory and space, memory and time, misremembering, Narraguagus Bay, neighborly relations, Nobel Prize, past-to-future ties, people from "away", personal space, philosophy, philosophy students, philosophy teacher, place memory, predatory fish, psychoanalysis, remote places, rental cars, rootedness, small town, small town diner, small town life, summer people, teaching and listening, the art of listening, truth-seeking, Washington County
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