A Christmas Blizzard

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A Christmas Blizzard
Garrison Keillor
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Genres: Fiction
Why he must change plans and fly to Looseleaf   Uncle Earl was the brightest penny in a handful of loose change. He was the happiest man in Looseleaf, who every day did all he could to put a sunny smile on the gloomy faces around him. He loved electricity. He was the superintendent of the county hydroelectric station, a spotless brick building alongside the Stanley River, and he believed in hydroelectric as God’s gift to man and the cheapest and most reliable source of power and if somebody’s lights went out in the middle of the night, Earl climbed into the truck and went off cheerfully to repair the problem. He was a fixer-upper and a friend to all and he was James’s salvation as a boy growing up in a desolate dusty town in an eternity of wheat and soybeans. He took James fishing summer mornings early when the mists hung over the water of Lake Winnesissebigosh and recited Poe and Longfellow and Edgar Guest.
He was a cheerful optimist in a family of cranks and grumblers and mournful m
...en and sour women with hound-dog faces all aggrieved about money and cars and worried about kids poking their eyes out with sharp sticks and having to learn Braille and go around with a dog on a leash or the baby eating fistfuls of toilet bowl cleanser, or communists taking over, or a small plane crashing into the house, or the Christmas decorations strung above Main Street coming loose in a wind and fifty-pound angels falling down and killing someone.MoreLess
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