ice sailboat
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Calgary, 2005.12.20
My father and girlfriend standing on a frozen Ghost Lake. I'm not sure what that kind of vehicle is called.
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twenty-seven years and one million words
My father and girlfriend standing on a frozen Ghost Lake. I'm not sure what that kind of vehicle is called.
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My grandfather once told me that there are two kinds of people: those who work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was less competition there.
—Indira Gandhi