Inn-delible

In a blessed white field, some time ago, a frontier Inn arose. As centuries showed, hospitality flowed. It was a respite from the road. A community loved it, made everything of it, and helped it bloom and grow. When all this is over, don’t forget how you love her – and stop back and say …

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Nog

I hate Canada. I know it ain’t fair to judge an entire country base upon the asskicking I routinely receive in the little barn just across the St. Lawrence River, but every time someone even mentions the country, I instinctively clinch up in preparation for a boot on my bottom. These Canucks don’t do no …

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