There wasn't a day that passed when I didn't learn something about my new hometown. [...] I learned that there isn't just one type of snow, but only one type that makes really good snowmen. In the summer, I learned that when all the windows are open and the neighbors are sitting on their front steps to catch a breeze, everyone can hear you yell at your kids. [...] August is filled with the sound of hammers as roofers hurry to make repairs before winter. It seemed so natural to me now, as commonplace as drying mittens on the floor next to the heater or the sound of icicles falling from the eaves and crashing on the back porch. That's when I realized that Maine had truly become my home. But I wonder, why did it take me so long to get here?

who has tf2??