This is the Portland I know and love. It is a timeless image of the working waterfront - a mainstay of the city itself. In the years that I lived there, the vibe was local - grassroots organizations, small businesses, the fishing and lobstering industry, used bookstores, microbrews, and coffee shops. These were the gathering places of the community, by the community, and for the community. Corporate infiltration was met with resistance - the first Starbucks, at the corner of Free and Congress, had a brick thrown through its window the day before opening. Although it has changed over the years, I have loved and will always love this city; the music, the food, the architecture, the ocean, and the people. I never knew you could fall in love with a place until I lived here. This is my way of starting to say goodbye to my home state. Although I have lived in many places, this is home and it holds a collection of fond and cherished memories. Until we meet again, Maine.