whaling


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Does it seem like I have saved perhaps…. too much stuff?

Why yes, it does.

As a child I marched in the Whaling Days parade every year, either twirling a baton or in the back of a vintage car owned by my Lavender grandfather. It never occurred to me at the time to wonder why the town would celebrate whaling, or for that matter, what “whaling” might be.


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