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A moose smooch, too close for comfort

 


A walk in the dark led to a too-close encounter.

In 1954, my husband and I were living in the tiny farming town of Palmer, Alaska. Alaska was still just a territory of the United States in those days.

It was a very cold winter, and I was thankful to be working as a registered nurse in the Army-surplus Quonset hut we called the Palmer Hospital. Our staff was small, but we proudly performed our duties in the chilly, drafty building. Several parts of the building were divided off by Army-surplus blankets.

My husband worked during the day, and in the evenings, he took care of our two-year-old son, Ricky. I worked the 3-to-11 shift at the hospital. Usually there were two of us nurses working o...



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