A blues talent beyond his years, discovered as a youth here in 2013, gets ready for the big stage. Henry Koepp introduces you (again) to Casey Baron

Despite what the poultry pushers over at Butterball might have you believe, turkey isn’t a strictly universal Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner standard in various corners of America — and it definitely wasn’t always on the holiday table here in Bonac.

Some of us, of literary bent, can’t walk past the South End Burying Ground — the cemetery, that is, by Town Pond, the one with the weeping willows — without being reminded of the famous closing lines of James Joyce’s short story The Dead:

Thousands gather to raise money for charity at three polar-bear plunges each winter. The numbers send a chill down your spine.