Preserving family photos
It’s a new year. Perhaps it’s time for a new project. If you’re like most of us your photo collection is probably housed in albums, scrapbooks, paperboard boxes or even plastic bags.
It’s a new year. Perhaps it’s time for a new project. If you’re like most of us your photo collection is probably housed in albums, scrapbooks, paperboard boxes or even plastic bags.
To the editor:
I’m taking the time to write and express the joy I receive every time Belinda Ouellette’s column appears.
How do you “ring in” the New Year? Do you have a special food? Watch the ball drop in Times Square? Make a resolution or two?
According to History.com, people have been celebrating the new year for over 4,000 years. In fact, it is thought that making resolutions first began with the ancient Babylonians (1895 BC-539 BC).
Living on a school campus in China leads to experiences with street food. My first year of teaching there showed just how much initiative my students possessed. First, never stand between a college student and F-O-O-D.
To the editor:
There is no reason Caribou cannot financially support the Nylander Museum. I am angry every time I see this come up, and now the city is again trying to make it happen in the near future.
As 2021 officially comes to a close, it’s hard not to look back and reflect upon this past year — all the ups, the downs and everything in between.
Upon returning home, we sat in the dooryard for a few minutes, the three of us rewinding the events that had just taken place. What was in that box that was breakable? Certainly not my seasonal slippers.
It hardly seems possible that 2021 is coming to a swift end. For some it’s flown, while others can’t wait for it to be over. Whichever category you fall into, 2022 is looming on our horizon and it’s a good time to take stock and reflect on what needs doing in your research and how to accomplish your goals.
Have you ever noticed that in advance of a winter storm, an otherwise sunny day may feature a sky criss-crossed with lines? Well these lines are actually ice crystals from jet exhaust, called contrails (short for condensation trails).
Despite COVID-19 and all its variants, we as a community seem to have found an anchor to keep us from drifting: each other.