You know that Midcoast town where everybody always gets along – always? Where all the selectmen and all the residents who address them are on the same page?

And on only the rarest of occasions is there more than one opinion, or more than one version of events, and people think they are probably right and that someone else is  – not right – for everyone is so sensitive to everyone else’s feelings, they would not dream of using the “w” word?

You know the town. Everyone there on social media uses their words to praise or respectfully persuade the selectboard, school committee, or other panel. When town rules or a big project are being considered, the whole town turns out to help, or calls or writes or Zooms in with their views and ideas, and the proposals that result reflect that guidance. And when, even in this town where the snow falls in the yard but not on the roads, no answer is easy, the town works it out, holding hands like the toys narrowly escaping incineration in “Toy Story 3.”

So, what is this town’s name? Please email us it, so we can start covering its meetings and other news and so its residents will put only the thumbs up and hearts on our Facebook links to the stories; for the residents of this town only have thumbs up and heart emojis on their phones, whose batteries never lose any of their charge and whose screens never get wet because it does not rain there, except overnight when people are home and not out picnicking with their fellow residents and social media users.

All the Midcoast towns we know and cover are populated by real people, who sometimes disagree or are diametrically opposed over broadband or shoreland issues, schools or town rules, and some who vent on social media and are sure they are right and those who feel differently are clearly the “w” word.

All the towns around here – the ones with and without streetlights, their own ambulance services and town managers, and that do and do not have bay or port in their names, and are or are not named for their trees – all these towns are imperfect, and are imperfectly trying every day, month and annual town meeting to achieve the best version of that town, a version that looks at least a little different in each person’s mind. 

Thank goodness.

Week’s positive parting thought: Here’s hoping by the time you read this, Lee Street and the rest of Wiscasset and New England and anywhere else anyone is, are being spared the worst of Hurricane or Tropical Storm Lee or its remnants.