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March 09, 2006

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I purchased my copy of AN ARMY OF DAVIDS just today at the local Barnes & Noble.

Can't wait to read it.

The scene of the ice harvest takes me back to my childhood from 1928 to 1931 when trips to Milton, NH gave an opportunity to see just such a harvest on the Milton Five Ponds. On the banks of the ponds next to the railroad track were several wooden ice houses where the ice was stored. A visit on a summer afternoon might witness loading of stored ice into freight cars leaving that evening for Boston.

"New England, the coldest part of the continental US."

You're gonna have a hard time convincing me that New England is colder than the upper Midwest in the winter. Particularly North Dakota, Minnesota, and the upper pennisula of Michigan. Even Chicago's winters are pretty hideously unrelenting cold.

I will admit to being surprised at the New England passion for donuts and ice cream. *grin*

I don't know. They had ice, and they had dairy farms (in Vermont, anyway). And they had sweet tooths, and cats with six toes. Whatever, when I was in college in MA I had some of the best ice cream I'd ever tasted. Brigham's (esp. peppermint with jimmies), Friendly's, Steve's all originated there. My Freshman Fifteen was almost all ice cream.

Sully's Ice Cream stand in our town closes down after Christmas, and reopens on March 1st. There's always a line on opening day, no matter how cold and windy.

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