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It was one of those long Idaho summer days that started out good and ended well, but it was not so good in the middle.

We lived a long way from town, and every week or so, the folks needed to take our cream and eggs to town for trade. The items in Mom's larder were enough for the simple, good meals she cooked, but it was getting pretty sparse by then. By the time they'd loaded up the cream cans and the egg crates, there was no room for

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