I was the third daughter born to parents who desperately wanted a son. Hence, my first name, Lee (spelled the traditional “boys” way), and my
Category: Publisher’s Note
It’s very personal
On a beautiful, early autumn day last October, I attended a wedding in South Portland. The bride and groom, both early 20somethings, were beautiful, eager,
Health awareness, up close and personal
Twenty five years ago I found myself – two weeks from my wedding day – in the emergency room needing surgery because a dermoid cyst
Thanks, moms, for the wisdom
Let me officially welcome the spring season to Maine by putting away my boots and taking out my sandals. Finally. I have come to work
Success requires passion, planning
Having a plan, according to the dozen or so women interviewed in this issue of Maine Women, is one of the most important aspects of
A full, rich history to savor
On the first day of Mrs. Phillips’ private kindergarten in 1965 (there was no public kindergarten at that time) in Oxford, Mass., I watched a
We can overcome – mostly
I hate most parts about winter in New England. Hate is not too harsh a word for how I feel about being cold, scraping ice
