Grandpa's Valley was a place of great joy, beauty and wonder
Grandpa's valley lies stretched out in the center of Minnesota, still about like he found it more than 100 years ago. For him, it was love at first sight, a love that never diminished come drought, pestilence or blight.
As his granddaughter, raised in the shelter of that valley, few know better than me how much he prized it. The feel of the land was in his long-gaited walk, buried deeply beneath the calluses in his hands, ever present behind watchful gray eyes.
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