Bob Neal: The Countryman: Sorry, Bub, but you're not a Mainer
In 43 years, I’ve learned a lot about how to live here. I’ve even been told twice by old-timers to call myself a Mainer. Closest I’ll come, though, is to say that my grandparents and mother are buried in Kennebunk, and that’s almost Maine. But to many Mainers, I’ll always be a flatlander.