THE OKLAHOMAN • October 17, 2020
Te sky gray, the wind sharp. The air wet, the waves high. The boulevard deserted, the businesses shuttered. The seabirds held court. The town, at least the portion sitting literally across the street from the sea, seemed like a vacant movie set. A Stephen King movie. Sometimes, places turn out exactly as you picture them, and that’s what happened Friday in York, Maine. ~ Berry Tramel