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>> Monday, September 10, 2012
My mind’s eye can clearly see that quaint “Norman Rockwell” type street in Farmington, Maine. It was early summer, but still spring-like weather. It is joked that Maine has only three seasons, July, August, and winter. We were enjoying a typically Maine July day. The road was lined with eager faces, anticipating a glimpse of the distinguished five-star general war hero who now bore the title, Commander–in-Chief.