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Your search for Fontaine Maverick Falkoff returned 10 result(s).

Aug
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Maine Farm

Fifty acres claimed I in my pride,
And came to see what I had bought: a slope
Of pastures falling to the blue lake’s side;
And all around, like man’s most jagged hope—

Forests of pine and apple trees and spruce,
A wilderness of free, triumphant life;
The old farm and the forest making truce,
A blend of fine majestic trees gone rife.

I settled in the old house on the hill
And looked with deep attention at my trees.
Then pride seeped out, and all my heart stood still,
And all my heart was humble and at ease.

God holds the deed to land and lake and pine;
The gear alone, and house and barn are mine.

- Fontaine Maverick Falkoff

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The final stages of cleaning Fontaine’s house in Maine… I wasn’t there, but I will be next week! 

* Regarding the last image: I think my grandmother spent some time in Europe when she was a young… (She was born in Bombay in 1920). One of the last times I saw her, she started singing songs in perfect German and Italian… I don’t know how that postcard ended up in Maine though. Maybe it’s from a flea market?  

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From the Archives: Found Poem

I found a half-dollar,
A quarter, and a dime.
And then I found some paper,
And, finally, a rhyme.

Fontaine Maverick Falkoff

Jun
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elizabethplaid asked: Yay for visiting Maine! Since you said you haven’t visited since your grandmother passed away (in 2005), have you planned a full itinerary for your trip? Or perhaps it’ll be more like “go as you please”? I have a feeling you’ll be reporting to us about your trip on “If I Were a Hoarder”, but I really hope you take most of the trip as time for yourself and to have fun.

Yeah, I’m really excited to go back! The itinerary is pretty laid back: I’m driving up from Boston with my cousin on Sunday 8/14 or Monday 8/15, and we’re staying at my mom’s near Waldoboro for a week… We’ll probably go over to Fontaine’s house in Augusta and my uncle’s house in Nobleboro (I think) and hang out with family there… Other than that, I definitely want to hit up Reny’s Underground in Damariscotta—a hoarder’s paradise! Also: flea markets, the movie theater that serves wine in Camden (I think), swimming, canoeing, walking, cooking, reading, grading… Should be really fun, relaxing, and probably also inspiring for thinking about hoarding…

Are you still in Maine? Anywhere near those towns?

Ciao for now,
Z

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I think my dad must have finally cleared a surface in his house to set up one of the six scanners he’s accumulated in the last couple years, because all kinds of family photos are showing up in his Facebook feed and my email… 
The picture above is of my grandma Fontaine’s uncle, Fontaine Maury Maverick, with his two pets—who knows what kind of animals they are!—Anthony and Cleopatra.

I think my dad must have finally cleared a surface in his house to set up one of the six scanners he’s accumulated in the last couple years, because all kinds of family photos are showing up in his Facebook feed and my email… 

The picture above is of my grandma Fontaine’s uncle, Fontaine Maury Maverick, with his two pets—who knows what kind of animals they are!—Anthony and Cleopatra.

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My great, late, grandma Fontaine. 

My great, late, grandma Fontaine