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Da Bears!

I truly enjoyed “Hello, Beautiful!” (Sept/Oct) about the polar bears. In the early 1950s, I lived in the Canadian arctic, working for the defense department supporting the scientific project International Geophysical Year. We were based at Churchill, Manitoba, and year-round enjoyed the company of polar bears — magnificent, beautiful, and intelligent animals.

Eileen P. Birdsong, Pleasanton, California

Heady Stuff

Your article “A Bomb in the Brain” (Sept/Oct) really hit home. Eight years ago, I had a motorcycle wreck and suffered intracranial bleeding, so I relate to what the author went through.

Joseph Sullenger, online comment

“A Bomb in the Brain” was “déjà vu all over again” for me. In 2015, I was trimming a tree

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