Sunday, September 9, 2007
Saturday, September 8, 2007
From Away and what that really means
As I understand it, to be "from away" is as simple as it sounds to any Mainer - you are not a native of Maine. I thought my daughter who was born here would be considered a Mainer but a nurse in the maternity ward corrected me on that one. She said, "Just cause a cat has her kittens in an oven don't make 'em bisquits." I said, "hahah, oh." I've since learned that to be considered a true Mainer one must be a second generation Mainer. And I'd bet there are those among us here in Vacationland who would discount that . . . what, pedigree? geographical background? as well.
I've since discovered that my mother's mother's people (they're now southerners and in the south people refer to their family as their people) hailed from the great state of Maine, from Bath to be specific and that I in fact am the great-great granddaughter of a lobster man. But, being from away, and worse, from New Jersey by way of New York, I figure mums the word on my . . . rights to Mainer status.
So this blog, if I end up actually contributing to it on a regular basis, will contain my thoughts on life in Maine as an out-of-towner, er no, transplant, er no, from away-er??
I've since discovered that my mother's mother's people (they're now southerners and in the south people refer to their family as their people) hailed from the great state of Maine, from Bath to be specific and that I in fact am the great-great granddaughter of a lobster man. But, being from away, and worse, from New Jersey by way of New York, I figure mums the word on my . . . rights to Mainer status.
So this blog, if I end up actually contributing to it on a regular basis, will contain my thoughts on life in Maine as an out-of-towner, er no, transplant, er no, from away-er??
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