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This has been 2101 E First’s busiest snow sculpting season to date in a long time. I refer to an earlier sculpture from Thanksgiving here and I mention this sculpture in the next post which is the text I sent in last night for the Reader column at the end of the week.

This week’s column begins like this:
After breaking my back and hip in a nine-foot fall onto my garage’s concrete floor in the middle of my campaign for the school board, I wasn’t sure how well snow sculpting would go.
A week after my four-day hospital stay I dragged myself out of bed and discovered passing out flyers’ door-to-door was excruciating.
But I know what motivation is. Every day that Donald Trump plays “Shock and Awe shucks” I remember how I was booed off the stage in 1992. My Republicans didn’t like me telling them that if they didn’t watch out, they would elect Donald Trump President one day. Read the rest here.
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