Lincolnville has been my home for nearly 49 years. A couple days after my birth at the Rockland hospital, I was brought to this old farmhouse at the top of Sleepy Hollow to join my parents, older brother, the cow, pigs, chickens, geese, dogs and.
My old neighbor on Slab City Road recently had her bird feeders destroyed. She thought it was a bear. “Raccoons” said her Facebook friends. A few nights later, she scored a photo with the help of her husband, who shown a spotlight on the ursine.
LINCOLNVILLE Attempts by a passerby on Route 52 in Lincolnville to extinguish a fire with a garden hose proved no match for quickly spreading, chemical-driven flames. In the end, a small shed and its adjacent two-story garage burned black inside.
It happened just a few minutes ago: I found myself sitting on the floor and didn’t remember getting there. And found myself smiling. No, it wasn’t one of those “I’ve fallen and can’t get up moments”, but rather a milestone in the rehabilitation of.