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Beautiful. What a mother you had!
Thank you, Mark. As a child in the 50’s, I was treated to many a winter in those parts with my grandparents. I was transported by your mother’s poem back to the “…dark storming after storm…the crystal hard crust of ice…” and vivid memories of that magical, thrillingly dangerous world. Did June publish more poetry? If so, where can I find it?
Gretchen Copeland
Port Townsend
Nice story and tribute to your mom and her siblings and friends. Enjoyable read.