Category Archives: Old friends

Wordplay Authors, My Daughter-in-law, and Ordinary Human Beings encourage Me…

Posted on May 15, 2019 by sheilawill

Ok, chatting with Stephen King was pretty cool. His author presentation opening the Wordplay Book Festival in Minneapolis — of which my amazing daughter-in-law is the founding director — was super funny, smart, and humane. King’s fan base and reputation … Continue reading →

Posted in Fight wimpiness, It's only rock 'n' roll, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends, The Rest of the World, Tucson Festival of Books/good books | Tagged doing mitzvahs, Dordogne, Florence, Minneapolis, ordinary people, stephen king, Wordplay | 4 Comments

Turning

Posted on April 20, 2019 by sheilawill

From spring to summer, from one to two grandchildren, from Mount Desert Island to Tucson, from book to book, from old friend to new. Turning from one part of my life to another, isn’t that the way it’s supposed to … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Boomers, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Nature Girl, Old friends | Tagged baby lupine, Douglas Spring trail, New England, Ocotillo, Old friends, Prickly Pear cactus, summer in Maine, Thurston's | 4 Comments

How I love small world stories!

Posted on December 22, 2017 by sheilawill

A few years ago, walking down 7th Street around the corner from my Tucson home, a car’s bumper sticker GotMainelobster.com jumped out at me. Whaaa? Not only was the man of the couple who lived there from Bar Harbor, Maine, … Continue reading →

Posted in Bopping Around Tucson, Fight wimpiness, Journalism/Writing, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends | Tagged 7th Street couple, Bar Harbor, gotmainelobster.com, justice prevails, Maine winter, small world stories, The Twilght Zone | 2 Comments

My house was me and I was it…

Posted on October 6, 2017 by sheilawill

That’s no longer true. This morning marked the closing for my SWH home. My realtor says the new owners are wonderful people, hard-working, not the typical rich folks who buy second homes on Mt. Desert Island, and apparently, they’re planning … Continue reading →

Posted in Family Matters, For Love of History, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends, Politics | Tagged "Sheila's house", "The Big Orange Splot", growing up in Maine, incredible next-door neighbors, selling a house, small Maine community life, Southwest Harbor, wise investment strategies | 10 Comments

My Amigas

Posted on September 19, 2017 by sheilawill

Sometimes if I can’t fall asleep I count all my women friends, strong, independent, smart, funny friends, some of whom I’ve known for more than 40 years. One I’ve known since kindergarten. New amigas are precious too. I’ve enjoyed a … Continue reading →

Posted in Bopping Around Tucson, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends, Uncategorized | Tagged breakfast out, exotic travel, purple strappy sandals, selling my house, Southwest Harbor, women friends | 1 Comment

Ashley’s Imponderables, tempered by beauty and love

Posted on August 17, 2017 by sheilawill

Author/artist Ashley Bryan turned 94 last month. We’ve been friends for nearly 40 years, and I can honestly say I’ve never known anyone like Ashley. And Oh, if only the world were populated more human beings like him, for you … Continue reading →

Posted in Fight wimpiness, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends, Tucson Festival of Books/good books | Tagged "Freedom Over Me", Ashley Bryan, funky art, Little Cranberry Island, Love and beauty, Painting the Maine coast, Perseverance, Rainer Maria Rilke, Southwest Harbor | 6 Comments

Walk-talking, moving, and growing old(er)

Posted on August 4, 2017 by sheilawill

What do Henry David Thoreau, a retired 85-year-old Maine pediatrician, a busy Tucson graphic artist and mother of a very busy three year old, an espresso-drinking theatre couple, and I have in common? Walking. Up and down hills, mountains, along … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Boomers, Fight wimpiness, Journalism/Writing, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Nature Girl, Old friends | Tagged benefits of movement, Central Maine, Colby College Museum of Art, growing old, Hallowell, Henry David Thoreau, Kennebec River, pickleball, The Liberal Cup | 4 Comments

A few flowery days

Posted on April 16, 2017 by sheilawill

I’ve been searching out flowers. Thinking about luck and aging and history… My father was a florist in Waterbury, Connecticut, where I grew up in the 1950s. Most early mornings he headed to the wholesale market. Schmoozing while selecting fresh … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Boomers, Bopping Around Tucson, For Love of History, Nature Girl, Old friends | Tagged Cherry Hill Gardens, Ellis Island, flowering holiday plants, immigration, Mexican border, Ocotillo, prickly pears, refugee resettlement, Waterbury | 4 Comments

The next chapter…’Say yes to opportunities’

Posted on March 9, 2017 by sheilawill

Who knew that people 82 to 85 score higher on happiness scales than millennials? I’m not there yet, but I am happy. My super adorable grandson Foss was born on Jan. 21 in Minneapolis. I’m in good health, as is … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Boomers, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends, The Rest of the World | Tagged being a grandparent, dog poop, Greece, growing older, happiness scales, Marilyn Heins, Minneapolis | 4 Comments

“Make new friends and keep the old…

Posted on January 16, 2017 by sheilawill

One is silver and the other’s gold.” Little did I know at age 6 that belting out rounds of “Make New Friends…,”while on the school bus to girl scout camp, would foretell how essential dear friends would be 60 years … Continue reading →

Posted in Baby Boomers, Bopping Around Tucson, Mount Desert Island/Maine, Old friends | Tagged "Make new friends...", Barrio Bread, Five Points, newborn babies, Saguaro National Park, Southwest Harbor rental, Tohono O'odam swap meet | 4 Comments