![]() ![]() ![]() Even though it's only five miles off the coast of Maine, fierce storms can cut us off from the mainland for weeks at a time. There's nothing here but birds and seals and the never-ending wind. If Mama hadn't taught me differently, I might have thought Devils Rock was the sum total of the world.ĭevils Rock isn't an easy place to live. I'd been born here twelve years before, April 18, 1846, and had never been anywhere else. With Mama gone, that just left Papa and me, Aquila Jane MacKinnon, here at Devils Rock Lighthouse. ![]() Once, when I'd cut my finger, I'd tasted the blood and it was salty, so I guess she was right. Mama always said the sea was in my blood. I remember that particularly because I knew a storm was coming, had known it for days. Northeast wind was blowing the day we buried Mama on a hill overlooking the sea. Nancy, Bill and Lucy, David, Lennie and Archie THE LEGACY OF GLORIA RUSSELL, Sheri Gilbertįor treasured friends: Shirley, Chris, Shawn, Sara, ![]()
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