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Publication Date

9-1-1988

Document Type

Article

First Page

66

Last Page

84

Abstract

Stone walls running incongruously through deep woods; fields and pastures becoming overgrown with brush; broken-backed barns tum bling in upon themselves; clusters of day lilies and lilacs guarding empty cellar holes — the remains of thousands of farms are scattered across the Maine landscape, relics of another age when farming was the lifeblood of hundreds of rural communities from the Piscataqua to the St. John.

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