They were an unlikely pair: a "fast and frantic" woman and a steady, "pickin' at it" man. And even though both had been raised in cities and knew nothing about farming, Bill and Cynthia Thayer moved to Maine, started an organic farm, and made it work for more than forty years. Then a mysterious disaster strikes and Bill is found lying in the road. In We're Going Home, Cynthia relates the aftermath of the accident, interspersed with recollections of her life with her beloved "Farmer Bill," from their first meeting to their final goodbye—and her life beyond.