~ Je Me Souviens ~
"Thus a man shall lead his life away here on the edge of the wilderness, on Indian Millinocket stream, in a new world, far in the dark of a continent, and have a flute to play at evening here, while his strains echo to the stars, amid the howling of wolves...
What a place to live, what a place to die and be buried in! There certainly men would live forever, and laugh at death and the grave...
Die and be buried who will,
I mean to live here still;
My nature grows ever more young
The primitive pines among."
FROM: "The Maine Woods" by Henry David Thoreau, 1846
Tracing tangled family roots
through the woods
of northern Maine
[Michaud, Daigle, Waite, Boynton, Nason, Smyth, Inness, Sublett, Lachance, Martin, Haskell, Cyr, Bertholf,
McLaughlin, and others]
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