Hmm. It is such fun to talk about the north, the cold, and the effects. I was lucky. I only had a dear cat that froze stiff on our doorstep, frozen eyelashes, and difficulty opening my eyes in the am, as there was no return heat in my bedroom on the second floor. Other than those memories, all was well. No frozen feet, nor limb, nor loss of life in my family, but not so for ohers who trapped and were not so lucky.

God bless, and here we are invested in the ROF. Who would have thunk. And then, who would not have thunk. My uncle certainly did, stopping the passenger train, picking out some rock that he thought glinted, sending it to Ottawa for assay, my of my.

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