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Oct 2017
This is the place where
The bear went through the berries
Grandma always said

Grandpa caught a fish this long
So he hung it by the bed
A  memory of my grandparents who were avid outdoors people. It  is with them that my love for nature found its roots.
Richard Grahn
Written by
Richard Grahn  58/M/Chicago
(58/M/Chicago)   
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   rose, --- and Keith Wilson
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