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Mark Rabinowitz <[log in to unmask]>
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Mark Rabinowitz <[log in to unmask]>
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Sat, 25 Dec 1999 18:17:07 -0500
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Congratulations Michael!

I wish your daughter all kinds of happiness.

-----Original Message-----
From: Michael Davidson <[log in to unmask]>
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Date: Saturday, December 25, 1999 2:06 AM
Subject: Re: BULLAMANKA-PINHEADS Digest - 23 Dec 1999 to 24 Dec 1999
(#1999-338)


>West Mississippi Hill country:
> Two days out on a primitive weapons deer hunt  ; Weather the first day was
>miserable ; sleet and leaden skys ; the horizon  is right out of Brugel ;
>patchy ice clinging to half frozen ground; in little or no day light
>It is a day of death...there is no sun  dead leaf and bracken twig litter
>the ground under Decembers bare trees I watch   brown ooze and dead grass
>percolate around  the soul of my rubber boot  and consider  a worthless
>futurnity of  mankinds soul  as I transverse  a shallow creek  worthy of
>Dante  and his Styx.
> I am lost I have been seperated from my hunting party since noon; I have
an
>orange; and a half a canteen of water and a pull of  tobacco for emergency.
>The light is falling fast and the only sound I hear is sleet hitting dead
>leaves.
>Two days ago my wife Belinda mentioned she was going to meet a second time
a
>teenage couple who we had met who were about to have a baby and were to
make
>a long story short; giving it up for adoption; when we last left off  the
>adoption was off she would notifiey me at deer camp if there was any change
.
>  That morning had yeiled us only two deer and a large razor back that will
>grace the holiday table well ; we will cook it cajun style in the ground
and
>have it for new year  feast complete with homemade reisling and new
potatoes
>in rosemary. I limped my way back to deer camp and found the handwritten
note
>on the tent flap; It's a Girl...6lbs 15 oz  Mary Stewart Davidson was born
>Winter Solstice (full sun) under a full moon.....come home
quick......your
>a  father
>.....Needless to say I'm devastated and delighted and feel
blessed....Mother
>and Baby Mary doing well......Best Michael
>

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