How many country roadswe discovered on myfather's journeys - heintent on finding artifactsgetting sore when ourchildish minds paid noheed to those lessons ofbird-lore he was anxiousto impart.He didn't know thenthe storehouse of memoriesdeveloping as we tookto other adventures inour secret children's minds-those rutted muddy roadsare well-imprinted on mybrain - the texture, colourand feel of well-packed,drying Saskatchewan gumbo. -Lorrel Beth Onosson (referring to her father Robert Nero)
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