My Eskimo Family 71 (continued from March 20)

To start reading from the beginning, go to May 11, 2008. One weekday as I sat behind the store counter working on my needlepoint, Maggie ordered me to close the store. We were going ice fishing — tom-codding. I hung the closed sign and donned my warmest duds: parky with wolf ruff Maggie had sewn, [...]

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