As we rode down-highway on our way back to the western mountains and home, I was still wondering about Military Street, Military Road, and making notations about our side trip to Houlton over by the Canadian border. We had gone on to Houlton for the refresher—the look of the town. Different from 25 years ago? Houlton was decided on and we headed toward it on Route 2. Was this roadway laid over top of the old Military Road? Also, I had wanted to compare today’s Houlton with what we saw there 25 years ago. In the event, we found it much the same. But it’s what you want. I do….
In preparing for Mythgard Academy’s engaging interactive lectures, the first thing I noticed about The Princess Bride was its intriguing frame. I was taken in both by the frame and the fantasy novel’s conceit that it was based on an early 20th-century story which was itself based on older versions of the text. Apparently William Goldman and the author S. Morgenstern were treating this old tale, in part, as satire. I wanted to know: was this a shame? Was it all real, a guess, a farce?
Scattering of notes from our trip to Ohio, Maine
The land here is like Ohio, deeply rolling, like an ocean, green, standing still. Rural Ohio in the Eastern Uplands of Maine. There is a difference, however. That would be Katahdin in the distance, beyond the woods. The greatest Mountain, risen, in the state of Maine.