For Canada Day, a story from Canada

I lived for a time in the lower Rio Grande Valley, where a single culture is separated by an increasingly fortified political boundary. I was there on 9/11 in fact, and the aftermath complicated life in what had been for many on the Texas side at least a casually cross-border lifestyle.

Though it gets far less attention, the same is true of life on America's easternmost frontier, where residents of eastern Maine and Southwestern New Brunswick have shopped, socialized, married, and gave birth to their children without much regard for the international frontier. My story in today's Maine Sunday Telegram -- Canada Day as it turns out -- describes how the situation is playing out there, especially in light of a new U.S. tax law that's made many borderlanders anxious.