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After leaving the gate, the path angles off to the southeast. They cut the timber here back in the late 1950′s, and the loggers left a God-awful mess. The one positive result of all that, besides the money that kept … Continue reading
Anytime I went to visit Uncle Ed, my feet would be on the floor at five o’clock in the morning, ’cause I knew that come hell or high water, Big Ed would be in the kitchen making coffee. I was a young … Continue reading