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For one hundred and fifty years up to a dozen farms scattered over the small mountain in southeastern New Hampshire.  They formed an independent and largely self-sufficient community who industriously cleared much of the mountain--three small peaks, the ring-dyke roots of a long-extinct volcano. 

By the late 19th century the Pawtuckaway Mountain Community was reduced to just a few farms, subsisting on the annual round of winter logging, spring syrup, summer gardens, and fall apples.  George Goodrich was about the last farmer on the mountain and a local legend for his bare feet, homemade fiddle, and sharp wit. He was also a photographer.  The discovery of two of his photos in an attic led to a search both for more photos and for the places he took them--thus began my pursuit of twice--seen images.