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Yes, like Earl, I loved whatever my Mummu cooked up and it was eaten with coffee brewed from freshly ground beans (no age limit or quantity limit). My favorites were donut balls with apple sauce in the middle and cardamon coffee bread. When my father had a general store Arthur was a frequent customer. He communicated with father via sign language. At Tricnit I worked with Eino when he was in his 60s. I was his helper. I remember him yelling at me when I did something wrong and then he would apologize. I said to him:

"That''s OK, I'm used to being yelled at, you're like my father.

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