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As a girl who drug her feet, I remember hearing how my father had a bounce in his step when he was feeling the best, like when he was hunting for fresh mint out in the pasture, checking the fence line for weak points, or packing to go away on another job. I was jealous. Continue reading “Losing the Walrus”
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