Articles by Emmet Meara
By Emmet Meara on April 11, 2016, at 9:57 a.m.
Everyone should have a hero.
By Emmet Meara on April 04, 2016, at 10:12 a.m.
You don’t get to play pope very often.
By Emmet Meara on March 28, 2016, at 12:04 p.m.
This weekend, I discovered the mighty Medomak River, which has been in my backyard for 30-odd years. I don’t know why, but I only remembered that the Medomak River flowed from Route 1 in Waldoboro to the Hannaford store a few hundred feet away.
By Emmet Meara on March 21, 2016, at 10:59 a.m.
While you were lost in your green shirt, Guinness, Jameson and boiled dinner in recent days, you didn’t even notice. It was the 50th anniversary of the IRA bombing which removed the head of Admiral Horatio Nelson in Dublin’s fair city. It didn’t mean much to you, but it was the world to me … and Lt. Col. Denis Edward Horgan.
By Emmet Meara on March 14, 2016, at 11:50 a.m.
The radio came on with the familiar sounds of Joe Castiglione broadcasting a baseball game, the first one I’ve heard all year. I cannot explain it, but it made me feel good.
By Emmet Meara on March 07, 2016, at 9:47 a.m.
Camden’s Cappy’s Chowder House, a cornerstone of the “prettiest town in Maine” has closed. They might as well sail the famed schooner fleet to Belfast.
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 29, 2016, at 11:40 a.m.
The Florida tables have turned. For a variety of reasons, my trip this year was called off. My “friends” who made the trip south have turned on me. I am a victim.
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 22, 2016, at 10:04 a.m.
I thought I had shaken Noir Novel Syndrome several years ago after it had ruined my credit card standing and filled my living room with several hundred noir paperbacks.
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 15, 2016, at 10:27 a.m.
How long do you want to live, anyway?
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 13, 2016, at 6:06 p.m.
The Supreme Court justice spoke in Portland in 1999.
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 08, 2016, at 11:55 a.m.
I was never much of a go-getter even in in my younger, summery days. Now that I have passed age 75 and the temperature sinks, I value every minute spent in my queen-size bed.
By Emmet Meara on Feb. 01, 2016, at 11:58 a.m.
A cab was parked in the Cobb Manor driveway with the lights on, engine running. The police officer said that the cabbie had driven a young man in a green coat to my house. Green Coat got out of the cab and came into my house for money. He never came back out. The cabbie called the police and never left the driveway, he said.
By Emmet Meara on Jan. 25, 2016, at 12:07 p.m.
The weirdest occurrences bring back those memories of the midcoast press corps and their associates. We didn’t win any Pulitzers or any other awards during our few decades on the coast, but my God, didn’t we laugh.
By Emmet Meara on Jan. 18, 2016, at 11:15 a.m.
Emmet Meara: I don’t know if you heard, but a very bad son lottery-pranked his beloved mother by counterfeiting her real Powerball ticket.
By Emmet Meara on Jan. 11, 2016, at 1:05 p.m.
Emmet Meara: Imagine the possibilities. $1.4 billion.
By Emmet Meara on Jan. 04, 2016, at 1:03 p.m.
I hate good photographers. I despise great photographers and I know too many of them. Background: I was always the family photographer, simply because I had the good sense to walk up to the subject instead of standing a fathom or two away. I had my little Nikkorex and took …
By Emmet Meara on Dec. 28, 2015, at 11:39 a.m.
I don’t know about you, but I am taking my tall PBRs to East Pennsboro Township, Pennsylvania. Forget Times Square.
By Emmet Meara on Dec. 21, 2015, at 10:48 a.m.
All right. This is serious. It’s time to buy me some awesome (hate that word) presents. Today is my birthday. Friday is Christmas. Take out that credit card. It’s not maxed out yet. This is my 75th birthday (I KNOW!) so there may not be many more. I’m not as …
By Emmet Meara on Dec. 14, 2015, at 11:23 a.m.
Emmet Meara: Hey, don’t blame me. Blame the Scrooges at History.com.
By Emmet Meara on Dec. 07, 2015, at 1:28 p.m.
Can you go home again after 200,000 miles? Can you actually love a truck? Big Red looks awful good sitting in the Cobb Manor driveway.