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  1. Friday, January 1, 1988 · Don Krumpos

    What Others Threw Away

    The first time I understood my father was a kind of lumberjack, I was carrying his supper out to a stand of trees at the edge of a Royal Scot subdivision. He was up in one of the trees with…

  2. Friday, January 1, 1999 · Don Krumpos

    The House That Held Him

    My father, with my grandfather's help, put a full new central chimney into our farmhouse. That sentence seems almost unbelievable to me now. A chimney is not a shelf or a bench or a toy barn. It is not a…