Winter street along the Kennebec

I follow The Androscoggin and The Kennebec rivers in my daily travels. I have lived along them and traveled up and down them throughout my lives. I say lives because I believe in reincarnation. I believe that blood is a river that remembers. It mingles like water and divides through one outlet or another but it remembers very well. I don't suppose you'll ever discover a Winter Street in Florida anymore than we are likely to see an alligator drive even capitalized anywhere in New England. If Maine truly were NEW and also England, it would be similar of Scotland and Ireland. England swings a bit too much but we did love those Beatles when they invaded. Maine is more prejudiced than any southern Baptist that I never knew. Of course, you're talking to a first class Mainiac and full blown luna tick. Oh wait, you haven't said a word so I guess you aren't talking to me, after all... fine then. I'll just pretend that you aren't reading this either. I know you are, though.