Hard maple, hard work ePub download
by John Gagnon
- ISBN: 0918616190
- ISBN13: 978-0918616197
- ePub: 1870 kb | FB2: 1777 kb
- Language: English
- Publisher: Northern Michigan University Press (1996)
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Book by Gagnon, John. ISBN13:9780918616173. Release Date:July 1996.
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Hard Maple, Hard Work (1996). A look at northern Michigan hard maple, also called sugar maple, and some of the people who work with it. The tree is touted by lumbermen as the best in its North American range. This collection of profiles is not simply about wood
John Gagnon has worked as a journalist, carpenter, and publicist. He is also the author of Hard Maple, Hard Work, a collection of profiles of people who work with another of Upper. view moreJohn Gagnon has worked as a journalist, carpenter, and publicist
John Gagnon has worked as a journalist, carpenter, and publicist. view moreJohn Gagnon has worked as a journalist, carpenter, and publicist. He is also the author of Hard Maple, Hard Work, a collection of profiles of people who work with another of Upper Michigan’s natural resources-its prized hard maple.
The Maples breakfasted on hard rolls and bitter coffee in the hotel and walked again into Rome. His shoes resumed their inexplicable torture. With its strange, almost mocking attentiveness to their unseen needs, the city thrust a shoe store under their eyes; they entered, and Richard bought, from a gracefully reptilian young salesman, a pair of black alligator loafers. They descended steps to a thoroughfare thick with speeding traffic. The taxis they hailed carried heads in the rear and did not stop