Today, after the police
department duty and picking up the farm box, I will fix the other piece of
codfish that Gene brought me. His grandson caught it. Makes it even more of a
prized gift. There is nothing like fresh caught fish. Gene seems dispirited and
it bothers me to see him giving up. He is such a wonderful friend and generous
man. The visiting elk broke the apple trees so no good apples this year.
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