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	<img alt="" src="{filedir_5}Bob-Barr-adjusted.jpg" style="width: 175px; height: 227px; float: right;" />&ldquo;Don&rsquo;t you get bored living out here in the middle of nowhere?&rdquo; exclaimed our friend from the big city (city folk can be so provincial), &ldquo;I couldn&rsquo;t stand the isolation.&rdquo;&nbsp;</p>
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	Becky and I had been living at Au Sable in the caretaker&rsquo;s house for several years by the time our friend made her comment. Trish Fagg, Au Sable&rsquo;s Environmental Education Director, lived in a cottage 30 feet from our house, and Au Sable&rsquo;s founder Harold Snyder and his wife Ellen lived just across the pond, a five minute walk away. Our basement was constantly filled with an ever changing assortment of Environmental Education Interns, students, faculty families, or staff. Twenty to thirty year-round residents came to the Lodge one evening a week for an environmental education program that Trish coordinated. Becky and I were involved in our local church (a shorter driving time than our city friend was from her church) two nights a week, and I had just joined the local volunteer fire department (our motto: &ldquo;We&rsquo;ll save your lot&rdquo;). So you can see why I broke into laughter when I heard my friend&#39;s question. We were facing a classic case of &ldquo;looks can be deceiving.&rdquo;</p>
