My journey into the heart of Orchard Beach began out of a desire to focus on stories closer to home. The proximity of a real story is often right at our fingertips. As we walk through the hallways of our apartments, pass our neighbors at the coffee shop, and brush shoulders against strangers in the subway, I have often wondered who these people are, these passing lives with unspoken gestures. Sometimes you can gather a glimpse of their story in the second when you hold their gaze. At other times you are presented merely with a stolid mask as people strip their emotions from peering eyes.