Going native in Maine nursing homes

The below was originally scheduled to run in the Sept. 21 edition of The Forecaster. Due to space constraints, it was pushed back and pushed back until it was no longer timely. I thought I’d post it here.

Architect, 28, seeks insight by admitting himself for 9 days

Evan Carroll, co-founder of Bild Architecture in Portland, stayed at Maine Veterans' Home in Scarborough for nine days in an effort to gain insight into how the physical properties of nursing homes affect the daily lives of residents.

SCARBOROUGH — Evan Carroll slowly made his way through the halls of the Maine Veterans’ Home in Scarborough last Monday. He uses a walker, and is making the trek from the dementia unit, where he’s been staying, to the rehabilitation unit. Two nurses help carry all his belongings.

“I’m just going to the other end of the building,” he tells another resident. “I’ll come back and visit.”

Though he’s not going far, it’s still a big shift for Carroll. He said he’s gotten to know the other residents and the staff in the dementia unit. Now he’ll have to get to know new neighbors, new nurses and doctors, new support staff.

Luckily for Carroll, a 28-year-old architect, he didn’t have to adjust permanently. Carroll was participating in “Learning by Living, ” a program created by Dr. Marilyn Gugliucci of the University of New England. At the end of his nine-day stay at the veterans home, he got to go back to his real home in Portland’s East Bayside neighborhood. He doesn’t even need the walker.

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Love life

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I’m walking up State Street with my headphones on. There’s an old man sitting on his stoop with a glass of what looks like dark beer, smoking and seemingly talking (very excitedly) to himself.

I offer a polite wave and smile as I walk by and he gestures wildly in front of himself. I can’t hear what he says, because of the headphones, but I see the fat awesome calico cat he was pointing toward. I smile again.

I’d like to think he was telling me he was talking to the cat, not himself, while he drinks and smokes on his stoop – as if that would make him less crazy

These little exchanges are what life is made of, and that’s why I love life.

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Journalists aren’t superheroes. You don’t get an alter ego.

Copyright Marvel Comics

Well, OK. One journalist IS a superhero.

Have you heard about Facebook + Journalists?

I hadn’t either until recently. F+J bills itself as “a way to maintain a professional presence on Facebook, while keeping your personal profile separate.” It’s a profile for your byline.

I know a lot of journalists who use F+J. I’m friends with Dan MacLeod the guy, and I follow Dan MacLeod the journalist. I’ve been told it’s a good way to stay connected with sources and readers without having them intrude on your personal life.

I can see the appeal: A way to keep the barbarians at the gate. To say what you want only to who you want. To keep the integrity-with-a-capital-I of your journalistic career clean of the reality of your personal life.

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In memoriam

Last week, a fire consumed much of the 126-year-old Unitarian Universalist Church in Brunswick, Maine (I took the above photo there in 2007, though I’d forgotten all about it). When I first heard the news,  I didn’t think much of it.

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The Girl With The Remake

I don’t think I’ve ever written about movies here on Journalator.

It’s not that I don’t love movies. I do. But in a theater, I’m more interested in having a good time at the movies than I am with watching the flick with a critical eye. This makes for a bad critic, so I usually try to keep my film opinions between me and some close friends.

But this came out, and I had to address it:

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