tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77057103545705187402024-03-07T19:43:42.768-08:00bob juddNews from the Larned Eagle OpticBob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.comBlogger172125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-7865157496300008142016-09-18T18:45:00.001-07:002016-09-19T07:52:11.948-07:00A bear stopped by the Double Ditch Ranch for plums today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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He was pretty good size. </div>
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He ate a couple off the ground before deciding the best ones are still on the tree.</div>
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He broke off a branch</div>
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And took his time.</div>
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He ate some and then left. Probably thinking they'll be riper and better tomorrow.</div>
<br />Bob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-12404528134738981952016-04-07T12:10:00.000-07:002016-04-11T07:55:48.542-07:00Pterodactyls Ate our Bridge <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Bob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-61722320050482965542016-04-02T15:07:00.000-07:002016-04-07T21:22:56.639-07:00Wish you were here<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Our north pasture (elevation 4,770 feet) was so gorgeous yesterday evening I had to send you a postcard. Sacajawea Peak just right of the center, is the highest mountain in The Bridgers, 9,665 feet. You can walk to the top in the summer. Click on the picture to enlarge</span></td></tr>
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"<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Forget unpacking," the dog said. "It's spring, the creeks are high, the birds are singing and we should say hello to our new neighbors across the road. </span><br />
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One of America’s most important and innovative therapists, Dr. Debora Phillips,
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;">Best known for her book, still in
print 36 years after its first publication, “<b><i>How to Fall Out of Love,”</i></b>
her many appearances on <b>Oprah, </b>and
her hundreds of academic articles, lectures, and for her famous patients, Dr.
Phillips insisted that therapy should be held to the same standards as medicine;
that therapy should be fast, specific, and effective. Many of her innovations are used by
therapists around the world today. </span><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> Dr. Phillips was born and grew up in Brooklyn
where she won her first beauty contest at age 3. The Brooklyn Eagle newspaper
commented at the time that “she was the first 3 year old we’ve met who could
discuss Corot’s use of green.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; text-indent: 0.5in;">Dr. Phillips
was educated at Barnard, with a masters from Rutgers and a doctorate from San
Francisco’s Institute for the Advanced Study of Human Sexuality. She was six months short of finishing her Ph.
D. thesis in Princeton, frustrated with the inefficiency of conventional
therapy, she left to do a residency under Joseph Wolpe, the “father” of
Behavior Therapy at Temple University Medical School.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;">Despite a
prolific and productive career as an academic, a therapist, an author and a
teacher, the center of Dr. Phillips life was always her family. “Nothing,” she
said, “is as intellectually challenging, physically demanding or as emotionally
rewarding as raising a child.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;">Her deep
compassion led her to become a therapist, to heal the anguish and suffering in,
as she said, “the problems of being human.” She treated friends (and they
remained friends) and it was not unusual for a patient at the conclusion of
therapy to ask if they might become friends.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> Dr. Phillips began her academic
career as Assistant Clinical Professor at the Temple University School of
Medicine and was the Clinical Assistant Professor of Psychiatry at USC’s
medical school, and the Assistant Clinical Professor of Child Psychiatry at the
College of Physicians and Surgeons at Columbia University. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> She was a Director of the Princeton
Center for Behavior Therapy, a Director of Clinical Training at Temple
University School of Medicine, a Director of Princeton's</span><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"> student counseling program and a director of Temple University School of Medicine’s
sex therapy program and a director of the Beverly Hills Center for Anxiety and
Depression.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"> </span><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;">Most recently, she was the
Director of </span><b style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;">End Teen Cruelty</b><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"> in New
York City, a program she developed to end bullying after the shootings at
Columbine.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> She had a private practice in New York
City, Beverly Hills, San Francisco and Paris.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> Dr. Phillips wrote three books, <b><i>How to Fall Out of Love, Sexual
Confidence, and How to Give your Child a Great Self Image</i></b>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"> </span><i style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; line-height: 139%;">How to Fall Out of Love </i><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;">with Robert Judd, </span><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;">first
published in 1978 and re-issued in a revised 2</span><sup style="line-height: 139%;">nd</sup><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"> edition last year, and</span><b style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;"><i>
How to Give your Child a Great Self Image</i></b><span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%;">, 1989, are both still in
print. As Oprah said, “I love your stuff because I know it works. If I had a
broken heart I know you could fix it.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 139%; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> Dr. Phillips also published widely in
academic journals, published articles in<i> Harper’s Bazaar, Mademoiselle,
Redbook, Glamour</i>, and <i>The New York Times. </i>She was a consultant to NBC-TV Children’s
Television Workshop, the Wesley-Westminster Foundation at Princeton, and Charles
of the Ritz. Her invited lectures (for
IBM, American Bar Association, R. F. Kennedy Foundation, American Psychiatric
Foundation, etc. etc.), her papers presented, courses developed, and her
popular workshops (for <st1:place w:st="on">Princeton</st1:place>, The Kinsey
Institute, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">Temple</st1:placetype>
<st1:placetype w:st="on">University</st1:placetype></st1:place>, <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on">University</st1:placetype> of <st1:placename w:st="on">North Carolina</st1:placename></st1:place>, etc. etc.) filled sixteen
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<br />Bob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-18996081275170462642013-11-27T10:02:00.000-08:002014-04-16T18:13:02.081-07:00The Back Op<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They were in
a hurry. I was flat on my back on a gurney, getting drowsy, wheeling down a
long hall. <span style="font-size: small;">Wearing a fetching little blue
and white cotton cocktail dress open at the back for inspection and blue paper booties on my feet. Medics in
front and behind with another alongside holding a drip bag, all of them serious
behind gauze masks. The one with the
drip bag asks “are you allergic to . . .” </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> And the next
second I was flat on my back on another gurney, wheeling down another long hall. The medics have pulled down their masks and one of them is saying, “just an
hour in the recovery room.” Ten seconds
later I was rolling into a hospital room
with electronic screens and tubes and wires drooling from the walls. Kathryn,
God Bless Kathryn, patiently waiting.
The Clock says 9 PM, the operation started at 3.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So I missed
it. I missed the foot long incision, the
high spurt of spinal fluid, the sawing of back bone, chipping away at the cysts
and the slow lapidary build up of bone cement followed by the insertion of a titanium
hinge fusing lower lumbar 3 and 4. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Just as well.
If I’d been awake for the sawing,
shaving, cutting drilling and stapling I’d have been saying hurry up, goddamnit
I haven’t got all night.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Of course I
did have all night and all day now and I am so happy to be able to walk again
without the old nails and needles of pain.
And oh joy, the strength coming back into my legs.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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day after the op, leftover anesthetic made me feel good, kind of a hangover in
reverse. I could walk, all by myself,
down the hospital hall and back. The
second day the pain kicked in. Not major
league pain, more like minor league pain.
Lifting a leg, for example, took planning. A giant razor- clawed centipede had its hooks
in my back. Actually it was just staples
instead of stitches. But since the only
possible position was lying flat on the staples, that did command your
attention. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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were exceptional, kind, patient. And
often beautiful. One, a blonde 26 year
old absolute replica of my high school girlfriend, was so pretty and so solemn. She’d had kidney cancer the year before and
wanted to write about her Airedale hound.
The dog had gone on long walks with her during her treatment and was a
great healer, she said. And the
stunningly beautiful version of Cameron Diaz, a little taller, a little more
voluptuous, said in the middle of the night that it would take a lot to make
her unhappy. And after a pause, a lot to
make her happy. I had a dozen answers to
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was Ali McCraw at 35. On duty as a night
nurse, she answered my call for help at 2 AM.
Who knew catheters could be so tricky.
Or that they are anchored by a balloon that if you attempt to pull it
out, it will feel like you are dragging a melon through your weenie. Fortunately I didn’t try that. But I did have a desperate need to pee,
couldn’t pee, and was drooling blood out of my penis. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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away and pushing and prodding my little shriveled thing to see what helps. “Lucky I heard your call,” she said. “Always happy to see my handler,” I said as
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a dog, a cur. How do you talk to a
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with my own catheter.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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was my new friend, the lovely drug, Oxycodone, warm as a beach in Belize, bearer
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pulverized. The brick dust had been left
in high mounds and valleys and instead of the old dark grim buildings there was
a new soft and fluid architecture made of huge sheets (probably steel) of
pastel blues and greens. London was a
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another dark side to Oxycodone; my new love, my passion, my new need. The drug contains “sphincterlock.” After a few days you are longing, dreaming of not
a Ferrari and days of wine and roses in a daffy pastel London, that can
wait. What you long for, dream of, crave
is oh please, let me have a turd. Can we
please just get things moving again.?
After a week, you push and you try.
And finally with the help of Draino, one finally appears oh joy, oh
glory, how beautiful it is. Of course, to you,
it’s just stinky ol’ poop. But to me,
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“You won’t get better lying on your back,” the surgeon said. “The way to
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Kathryn was driving home from work last Friday evening when another car came out of a cross street and drove right in front of her. The air bag blew up and saved Kathryn from serious injury. Still, she took a whack. She has some neck pain, as<a href="http://www.abcfoxmontana.com/video?clipId=9510005&autostart=true"> Fox Evening News reported</a>, but she's getting better. Suzy Lipstick, our ol Turbo Subaru is unlikely to recover.</div>
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In another week the calves are willing to listen to reason.<br />
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My Uncle, John Logan (left) and Slim Williams, lost and starving, stumbled into Chicken, Alaska in July 1939. This photo was taken after their first real breakfast in a month. "Too stuffed to move," John wrote on the back of the photograph. They thought Chicken was paradise. Compared to starving to death in the wilderness, it was.</div>
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Chicken looks more like an industrial dump now. I was <a href="http://juddstory.blogspot.com/2013/05/starving-in-chicken.html">stuck in Chicken</a> for 5 days this spring. It felt like a month.</div>
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Yesterday, my good friend Bill Freeman pointed out that Chicken, (pop. 17) <a href="http://www.foxnews.com/us/2013/09/05/gold-miners-in-remote-alaska-town-reportedly-miffed-over-epa-raids/">was raided.</a> The Feds charged in to inspect federal land for pollution. The miners screamed bloody murder. We picture the gold miners as guys with beards bent over a stream with a pan in their hands. </div>
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That was a hundred years ago. 70 years ago, this machine helped make Chicken the dirt pile it is today. (There's a lot of this junk lying around Chicken.) This 3 story barge lumbered down the riverbed and chewed it all up. All of it. <a href="http://www.groundtruthtrekking.org/Issues/MetalsMining/GoldMiningMethods.html">Modern gold mining equipment is smaller and equally destructive.</a></div>
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Picture these buckets, bolted to the conveyer belt sticking out of the front of the barge above, 20 wheelbarrows a scoop, whirling through a river, turning everything from fish and birds nests to reeds and rocks into a muddy stone soup with a wee pile of gold on the side. Gold mining ranks right up there alongside fracking for trashing a landscape. This particular dredge was owned by a company owned by the Guggenhiems of New York City. Go gettem, Feds, I say.</div>
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Last night was Bobcat night at the<a href="http://riverside-country-club.com/"> Riverside Country Club</a>, a fundraiser for the Montana State tennis teams, organized by newlywed and 2012 Big Sky Tennis Coach of the Year, <a href="http://www.msubobcats.com/coaches.aspx?rc=270&path=mten">Jared Burnham</a>, and 2007 Big Sky Tennis Coach of the Year, <a href="http://www.msubobcats.com/coaches.aspx?rc=257&path=wten">Denise Albrecht</a>. </div>
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My partner; Iva Parapunova, <a href="http://www.msubobcats.com/roster.aspx?path=wten">Montana State Women's Tennis Team</a> No. 1 singles player. </div>
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The Bobcat men and women played baby tennis with us fumblers and bumblers, giving us soft serves and easy returns. Thanks to Iva, who is bright, beautiful and gracious as well as a whacking great tennis player, we came in second and I won a new pair of tennis shoes. Iva is a sophomore from New Zealand and Bulgaria studying art and architecture. Like an old man beating a drum as the parade goes by, I will always be her fan. Bob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-50958710293700241032013-08-27T09:00:00.000-07:002013-08-29T08:32:34.768-07:00Historic Gateway Tour of Historic Porportions<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last Saturday the ranch was on the "Historic Gateway Tour." Over 300 people showed up to see the old stone house, the log barn, the old Indian Trail and the buffalo jump.<br />Sally Broughton, President of the Gallatin Valley Historic Preservation Board, directs traffic at the top of the driveway while Kathryn in the straw hat, holds forth in front of her log barn.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Bob Juddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15802490880135444080noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7705710354570518740.post-20390063897648630192013-08-18T09:46:00.000-07:002013-08-18T15:22:28.576-07:00An Announcement of STAGgering Importance<br />
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Last night, a juvenile golden eagle said there's a lot going on in the orchard, Bob. You need to check it out.</div>
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The orchard had been abandoned for years. We started revival last year. The old apple trees are coming back to life. </div>
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The Wayne Crowell Memorial Honey Crisp we planted last year has 4 apples.</div>
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And this is really interesting. Fresh bear poop.</div>
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The bear said this is gonna be a great year for apples, Bob. I get first pick. You got a problem with that?</div>
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When our urban friends come to visit we like to take them up to the top of the buffalo jump for a glass of wine</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last Saturday, our friend, Lisa Sabena, who runs the best motels in Three Forks and Bozeman, asked us if we'd lend <a href="http://juddstory.blogspot.com/2010/08/030710-bob-kathryn-bought-beautifully.html">our old ranch truck </a>to the Lewis & Clark Motel float in the annual <a href="http://www.threeforksrodeo.com/">Three Forks Rodeo</a> Parade.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I did my best. I beaned the urchins with salt water taffy like a real cowboy</span></div>
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We live on the Gallatin, the river that runs through the movie. So when our visiting friends Don and Tana Fowler said "let's go whitewater rafting on the river", we said "sure." It was raining, there was some hail, and the water was 45 degrees. It was great.</div>
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The fastest, roughest part was a flume alongside House Rock.</div>
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Where we hit a boulder sideways and I flew out of the boat. That's me, 10 yards downstream.</div>
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Another boat ran into ours while I tried to swim to shore and kept banging into rocks. It was like swimming down a waterfall, it didn't matter much how hard I swam, I went where the current went. I slammed into a big boulder, turned over and came up a twenty yards downstream. Breathing was beginning to be a problem. Someone threw a rope but I missed it. Another boat turned sideways downstream. As I swept by they held out a paddle and I missed that too. They held out another paddle but I was drifting away. I thought this is my last chance. It probably was. The sky and the water were the same grey and swimming two yards upstream grab that paddle took everything I had. They hauled me in and I collapsed on the bottom of the boat until I could sit up.</div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yes, many Alaskans worship Detritus, God of Junk. Yard after yard proudly displays rusting dishwashers, delaminating campers, burial mounds of tires, cadavers that were once cars, junker pickups, fractured toilets and mushroom farms of upholstery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And if your Alaskan neighbor has more junk in his yard than you have in yours, no problem. Go down to your local friendly neighborhood junk store and buy more junk.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There's just one road into Telegraph Creek. Towards the end of its 70 miles it runs high above the Stikine River. For scale, the lodge pole pines along the edge are 50 to 70 feet high. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Telegraph Creek has more ghosts than inhabitants. Its rich history, of which my Uncle was a part, hides behind locked doors</span><br />
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