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Falling Headlong into the Tackle Box

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2 responses to “Falling Headlong into the Tackle Box”

Rudy Taylor

May 6, 2015

Garrison Keillor is my longtime hero. It’s like we grew up together. But then, I suppose that’s exactly what tens of thousand of his fans think, as well.

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Nora Wegener

May 9, 2015

I just relived the whole experience of listening to Garrison Keillor, that was such a good experience especially since it was the “first time” for my husband.

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