ROUTE 88, FALMOUTH FORESIDE

Must be nice to have Van Gogh’s Irises over your mantel while a ball game roars on your Sony Trinitron in the background. What masterpiece doesn’t look great over a brew and a BLT? For our September 1996 issue, I asked gallery owner extraordinaire John Whitney Payson what it was like to be a regular Maine kid just like the rest of us—except for the part where your mom owns the New York Mets.

Read the full story in the digital magazine above.