I'm in Seattle, writing on an unfamiliar laptop, and somehow the computer ate the post I've been working on throughout the day. Rrgh!
It was about Bob's mom's memorial service (which is why we're here) and families and books. I'll re-create it and post next time (too late tonight), but in the meantime, imagine a lovely day in Alaska in 1938, a log cabin, a young woman destined to become my children's grandmother, and a good book:
Love,
Deborah
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