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		<title>By: Carol Crocker</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[What a beautiful and breathtaking blog, Thank you! I was in Inuvik, N.W.T. 1964 -1967. I remember the weather, ice, cold, dark, sun, muck, mosquitoes and utilidors! I was only  17 at the time; married with 1 child. My second child was born there. It really was quite a different way of living. I remember taking the children in a wooden box attached to a tobbogan in -70 weather and in summer having to wear rubber boots all the time. The people were so friendly and helpful. Although I was a Navy wife I loved chatting with the townspeople even after being told that it was dangerous to do so. I always felt safe. I always managed to find people who spoke english and would translate very interesting stories to me. I&#039;m sure being a Newfoundlander helped as we have a reputation for friendliness so they never felt intimidated by me nor me them. As I was reading your story memories just came back after all this time. Thank you for that, too!
Keep safe and all the best to you and yours.
Carol Crocker
Brampton, ON]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful and breathtaking blog, Thank you! I was in Inuvik, N.W.T. 1964 -1967. I remember the weather, ice, cold, dark, sun, muck, mosquitoes and utilidors! I was only  17 at the time; married with 1 child. My second child was born there. It really was quite a different way of living. I remember taking the children in a wooden box attached to a tobbogan in -70 weather and in summer having to wear rubber boots all the time. The people were so friendly and helpful. Although I was a Navy wife I loved chatting with the townspeople even after being told that it was dangerous to do so. I always felt safe. I always managed to find people who spoke english and would translate very interesting stories to me. I&#8217;m sure being a Newfoundlander helped as we have a reputation for friendliness so they never felt intimidated by me nor me them. As I was reading your story memories just came back after all this time. Thank you for that, too!<br />
Keep safe and all the best to you and yours.<br />
Carol Crocker<br />
Brampton, ON</p>
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