The University of Maine at Fort Kent (UMFK) is a public liberal arts university in the U.S. state of Maine.
Located in Fort Kent in the St. John Valley (Vallée St. Jean) region of northern Maine, the university is part of the seven-member University of Maine System. It currently has an enrollment of 1,072 students. The St. John Valley region is close to the border with New Brunswick and Quebec. The area is a center of French American culture, and the majority of adults in the region are bilingual in French and English.
The university offers academic programs leading to various associate's and bachelor's degrees. The university's Carnegie Classification is "Baccalaureate Colleges - General."
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