As someone who has hasn't lived in Massachusetts for all that long, I've had the pleasure of making a few trips from the western side of the state, all the way to Boston. And each time, when I jump on the Massachusetts Turnpike along I-90 for the drive, there is one road sign in particular that catches my eye going in each direction.
We knew this day was coming, but it still feels wrong, especially since it was 100 years ago that the B&M opened their state-of-the-art cannery overlooking Casco Bay.
This has caused a social media uproar over whether or not employers should be encouraging people to both work and collect unemployment benefits simultaneously.
I feel bad for the Dominoes Pizza delivery guy in Portland. He was making a stop on Congress Street last night to drop off a pie someone had ordered and, when he turned around, his car was being driven away by a thief. He called the police immediately to report it.
I think more like a woman than I do a man. Yet I am male. That's why I take every opportunity I can to get a little closer to obtaining the coveted, albeit intangible, "Man Card."
Even my business, American Women who Bear Arms (AWwBA.com) focuses on women in the shooting world. Still, I'm a man...kind of. I have manly guns and a manly safe. Now, I have a manly magnet for my safe which pr