Ah ... Orono, Maine - in front of the small home I rented for four years while earning a doctorate in psychology. These are my parents who visited me twice in those years although my father came up from Virginia one other time.
This time was in November of 1971. You can tell it's early in winter because the snow has yet to accumulate significantly. You could count on snow on the ground from early November to April, and once it fell, it did not melt - no January thaw.
Their other visit was in August of 1975 when I was hooded and graduated from UMO.
So many wonderful memories - I am a fortunate man.