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He gives bicycles built by many

Bob Rogers remembers what Christmases were like when he was a kid, growing up in Superior.

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Bride’s dad has a big job

More and more often now, other men come up to me on the street and say, “Sam, what can you tell me about wedding planning?”

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It’s a privilege to share the hunt PressPass

The yellow dog has had enough. She would like to keep hunting, and so would I. But with 20 minutes of sunlight left in this November afternoon, I have called off the hunt.

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Family runs through the deer season PressPass

Maybe you can feel it in the air. Or smell it in the aroma of decaying popple leaves. Or see it in the thick, gray days we’ve had lately.

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Canal Park sculpture captures family memory PressPass

About 20 years ago, when Joe Bothwell was just 4, he did something a lot of other kids have done. He went to Canal Park with his parents and tried to feed the gulls some popcorn.

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Duluth man takes 40-day dream trip, 6,000 photos PressPass

On the down side, Gary Fiedler had lost his job at Cirrus Design Corp. in February. An aircraft mechanic, he’d rather have been working.

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There’s nothing like having backcountry for a backyard PressPass

If Adrian Watt asks you to come out for a walk in his “backyard,” you’d better allow plenty of time.

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Going home to celebrate a good life PressPass

Sunrise in northern Iowa. An incandescent pumpkin sun silhouettes a barn and windmill. Blackbirds swirl from unseen cattails and move across the sky in an elastic cloud.

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Both in their 70s, hunter and dog share their passion for ducks PressPass

An old man and an old black Lab emerged from the woods at midday on Minnesota’s duck opener. They were moving pretty slowly, but then, they’d been walking for a while.

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'Our boys' in the Dome led us on a great escape PressPass

Anyone sneaking a look into our kitchen Tuesday night would have been mystified. There we were, Phyllis and I, each sitting in a different part of the kitchen, staring blankly into space.

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