I went to AZ this weekend with my best friend Taylor and I saw the Maine for the 21st time.  I know, I know I have seen them probably far too many times but each time is just as special and different as the last.  Seeing them in their hometown for the second time was even better than the last….such a small intimate venue.  I got to see the boys again and the wonderful Austin Gibbs who I haven’t seen in a few months.  and MAX! He said it was weird being on the opposite side of things. 

The best part about the show was walking up to the m&g thing and having Pat immediately tell me they were coming to Vegas in May….and then Garrett talking about our secret and how that secret is now Pioneer giving me a big hug and thanking me for everything.  Or for being halfway down the table and Kennedy yelling “SAMUEL!” and that he saw me out of the corner of his eye and got so excited.  Or John walking from around the table to give me a big hug and say how great it was to see me.

Regardless of what people think of The Maine, or me….or my constant traveling for The Maine….seeing them do what they love, seeing how far they’ve come and knowing that they appreciate me showing up means more than anyone will ever know.