He'd be fishing in Wisconsin every Mother's Day—without my mother—but it was all right with her because he always came back with fish.

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I remember when we were kids he'd hunt muskrats, hundreds of them, and he'd have them all skinned and hanging in the basement. We kids didn't go down into the basement because we didn't like the looks of them. We also ate rabbit when we were kids, but out parents didn't tell us that. Rabbits were too cute and cuddly.

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We didn't want him to be out there alone a lot, but he was very self-sufficient. She was a great cook, but he was a person who wouldn't let us do anything. He did his own cooking, washing and cleaning house. It was a big change for him, but he knew he had to continue.

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Everyone who knew him, whether they knew him for five years or for 60 years, thought of him as a storyteller.

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