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a good childhood

Gramma and Grampa are coming down from Vancouver to spend Thanksgiving with us.  They are in the little Beetle hatchback, beige or pale blue with a crocheted afghan on the back seat, Scottie (and before her, Maggie) snuggled in on … Continue reading

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a good childhood

We are at our family cabin, deep in the northern Shuswap. It’s a tiny place, built by my grandfather on a chunk of leased land.  No electricity.  No plumbing.  Two tiny cubby-hole bedrooms; one of which can barely hold a … Continue reading

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