Amy Calder talks to some Waterville area bowlers who are still knocking them down seven or more decades along.

Amy Calder recalls the different kinds of glasses she wore, and the startling responses others had to them.

Amy Calder writes that St. Patrick’s Day isn’t for her, but it stirs memories of her paternal grandmother, Isabella Shields Calder, who was Scottish.

When Shirley Beaver, of Pittsfield, and Thelma Maxwell, of Oakland, were pronounced dead by the SSA, the very much alive women took action, and it paid off.

After columnist Amy Calder reported that Shirley Beaver received notice that benefits would cease because she was dead, others came forward with similar problems.

Amy Calder interviews a salt-of-the-earth Mainer and finds her very much alive with a lot more living to do.

Amy Calder’s cat Bitsy loves to watch TV, no matter what’s on.

Rhea Cote Robbins describes the alcoholism, abuse and prejudice that tainted her coming of age as a child of French heritage in the 1960s.

Once cherished story clips and Rolodexes don’t seem as crucial anymore when everything you need can be retrieved on an electronic device, Sentinel reporter Amy Calder writes.

Bobbi Jo Nadeau, recalling past terrors and current ailments, hopes the dog will help her avoid getting lost and detect the onset of seizures.