
“Hello-o-o, Canada!” I cheered, grinning at my teenage son in the passenger seat. I glanced in the rear view mirror and watched the border checkpoint fade into the horizon behind us. We had officially left Maine and were entering the parish …
“Hello-o-o, Canada!” I cheered, grinning at my teenage son in the passenger seat. I glanced in the rear view mirror and watched the border checkpoint fade into the horizon behind us. We had officially left Maine and were entering the parish …