Call it running away, if you like. Running from the Maine winter that didn’t want to end. Running from the damp chill I couldn’t seem to shake from my bones. Running from the insidious pressures of work, commitments and imminent war. I prefer to call… Read More
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Running with the wind Long, cold winter sends Mainer to balmy West Indies
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Running with the wind Long, cold winter sends Mainer to balmy West Indies