CentralMaine Sunday

Enemy country now, loaded with ticks, not to mention legions of mosquitoes, surrendered now to nocturnal denizens, says J.P. Devine.

With no deployment of Maine guardsmen to the southern border and 45 set to visit Korea for a bite of kimchee, J.P. Devine says he is deeply disappointed that we’re left to defend the border alone.

A natural fear of hospitals, a wary eye toward contracting infection on visits, a liking for leftover hospital food? Despite these, J.P. Devine says that his procedure will be like popping into Starbucks for a latte.

How an Irishman came to indulge in a German dish despite an aversion to mixing with the Germans of South St. Louis, says J.P. Devine

What’s going to happen to all those people who are losing their jobs at the White House, J.P. Devine wonders.

The daughters say to get another dog, says J.P. Devine, but that entails much more than just going to the rescue pound and picking one out. How do you choose which one? 

J.P. Devine shares memorable moments of Easters past, from vomiting and illness to traditional dinners and life partners.

News of the invasive ‘personality models’ on Facebook prompts thoughts of abandoning the social addiction, J.P. Devine says.

Though She is as secretive as a mob bookkeeper and has handwriting so small that reading grocery lists is tough, J.P. Devine has to admit — even if he doesn’t want to — that She is good at managing accounts.

Imagine the nuns of your childhood, their flowing habits, their individual quirks, the clicking beads, the .38 double action-revolver up their sleeves, says J.P. Devine.