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from West of 98
My wife and I took a lovely vacation last week, centered around a friend’s wedding in Walla Walla, Washington. I had an essay lined up about being inspired by the local food economy in eastern Washington. But life can change with the blink of an eye, or in our case, the whiff of smoke.
This morning (I’m writing on Tuesday, August 30), I heard an odd-sounding pop in our house. I wa...