Our first evening in Bar Harbor, ME, sitting in a brewery, we watched as one retired couple after another paraded past.  Christina, who was with us, identified the uniform: sneakers, jeans, athleisure shirt, rainjacket.  I looked down. Eek! That’s me!!! Yes, it seems ridiculous that we, who live in paradise in the Adirondacks, should need… Continue reading Enter Another Dimension: Bar Harbor