This morning I looked through a pictorial book, Maine 24/7, for perhaps the hundredth time. There is an introduction written by Bill Nemitz, a columnist with the Portland Herald and I would like to include some of the passages interspersed with some of my depictions of Maine:
"We call them "from away". They often ask why we choose to live here in Maine, where the winters are too long, the summers too short, and the shopping centers so scarce that we actually named our largest one "The Maine Mall". They wonder how we can get by on so little, yet still hang signs at our borders that boast, "Welcome to Maine. The Way Life Should Be."
Pretentious? We don't mean it that way.
It's simply the truth.
often never return.
Yet we stay. And we adjust. And we presevere.
...which brings us to the true essence of Maine-and the reason we choose to stay.
Maine, in a word, is beautiful.
From the granite outcroppings at West Quoddy Head, where the sun first touches the nation each morning, to the majesty of Mount Katahdin, Maine is a place where people the world over come to look, to smell, to feel the simplicity of nature as it goes about its business. And from the lobsterman to the logger to the musician, it is a place whose people cherish nature's business as they go about their own.
Welcome to Maine: The Way Life Should Be!