LouAnn Lindie, 66, started working at the restaurant on Main Street when she was 16 and never left.
Amy Calder
Mercer woman uses her art to benefit animals | Column
Cindy Bolduc creates crafts and places them in a cabinet by the road for free but notes that if people want to leave a donation, she will give it to the Somerset Humane Society.
Waterville writer attempts to mail Chinese food | Column
Performing a good deed before fully vetting the process can lead to unintended consequences, Amy Calder writes.
Creating a ‘cool’ Waterville neighborhood
Retired physician Ira Mandel of Cool Street in Waterville hopes to help form a neighborhood association where people may meet, socialize and plan for activities such as potluck meals, festivals, holiday celebrations, volunteer activities and more.
Waterville stone artist hones his craft | Column
Adam Norton creates and sells stone art from his front lawn in Waterville’s South End, Amy Calder writes.
All Waterville woman wants is a family home | Column
Living in a tent in the woods with her husband, Tasha Wellman dreams that one day she will be with her family together in a real house.
Oakland woman says 103rd birthday will be ‘just another day’ | Column
Edith Cunningham remembers the days when there were dirt roads, no electricity, the family was snowed in for two or three days and she rode a horse-drawn sleigh to school in winter.
Recalling ‘M-A-S-H’ creator’s Waterville connection | Column
Dedicated “M-A-S-H” fans and Waterville residents Joe Schmalzel and his son, Joshua, gave a presentation about Hiester Richard Hornberger Jr.’s life and work at the then-Thayer Hospital, Amy Calder writes.
Leaving our central Maine youth in the dust | Column
We baby boomers had it pretty good when we consider how young people entering the workforce now struggle to meet high rents, buy food and gas and pay off college and car loans, Amy Calder writes.
Saying goodbye to an old Skowhegan school | Column
A recent tour of the soon-to-be-razed Margaret Chase Smith School conjured some happy memories from the 1960s — and a couple of unfortunate ones, Amy Calder writes.