My Moment at the No Touching Zone (c2000)

This video discusses the complicated border between the USA and Canada.  It reminded me that I have a photo of myself at the No Touching Zone in Easton, Maine.

My mother was born in Easton and my father was born in Centreville, NB, Canada – less than 25 miles away. They met, married a year later, he became a US citizen, and they eventually moved south to Connecticut when I was five. Our annual summer family vacations consisted of traveling I-95 (the quiet section) to northern Maine and western New Brunswick.  I failed to appreciate this area of the country at the time – or that my parents were enjoying a visit with family and friends they’d left behind.  I read a lot of books during my time there.  I did a lot of swatting of black flies.  I am sure I also complained and whined.

One summer in 2000, my sister and I (and two of our children) traveled north (along with my parents) for a family reunion in NB, Canada.  Having lived in “the country” of Orange, Virginia for many years at that point, and being older and a little wiser, I  could now appreciate the scenic area I visited.  My mother’s birthplace (where my uncle still lives) is less than a mile from the Canadian Border – so we made a little trip to briefly, illegally set our feet across the border for a photo op. (As amateur criminals might do – and model it for their children as well.)

Summer 2000 (click on photo for larger version)

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No alarms went off – no border guards approached us.  But we were quick!IMG_1604-001

Click on the photo to see the satellite view of the Homeplace and the Border.

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Easton  (larger “live” version)

If you look closely, you might see my cousin Lisa or Uncle Dwight or Aunt Sally in the driveway.  (not really, Mom and Dad)

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