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Sagebrush is where it started. In the hills of eastern Idaho I was raised by two who tinkered, who grew things and who taught me to tinker too. To the city by the ocean with a great golden bridge I went for creative and scholarly pursuits. I found a boy. We created monsters. Monsters need space to run, wreck and build. So we left the ocean with the great golden bridge and returned to the sagebrush. Now we tinker and grow.
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