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	<img alt="" src="{filedir_5}Will3.jpg" style="width: 225px; height: 300px; float: right; " />Stories don&rsquo;t really stand by themselves. In real life they are connected to everything else, like strings in a tapestry, lacing and weaving into the fabric of every day&rsquo;s life.&#8232; Following are excerpts from what I call my commonplace file, which is a sophisticated term that means that I am probably just too proud to call this my journal.</p>
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	Jan 27, 2013:&#8232;The day has arrived. The internship is starting out quite favorably. Paul fitted us each with Cross country skis and snowshoes. We went skiing all over the extremely snow covered creation. Paul also gave us 4th generation iPod touches so that we can document our adventures. Wow. The 21st century has arrived in the Wilhelmina universe. Now I have just got to figure out how to use the thing.&#8232;We are going to build a Quinzy! That&rsquo;s what we are calling the snow fort.</p>
