I love telling my story of how I came to live in Southern Maine,  specifically Wells.  35 years ago we were on Route 95, coming home from northern  Maine, where we had been looking for land to build a camp. Raised on the  North Shore of Boston, Maine was always considered vacation land. As the Wells exit

approached, realizing we were starved, we took the exit for a bite to eat. Heading towards Route 1, there was a yard sale. Being yard sale junk...

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