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Hatchet Woman
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I grew up on a ranch in the middle
of nowhere in Idaho. Our nearest
neighbors were a mile away in one
direction, with no one living beyond
us the opposite way. I could ride my
horse out through the rangeland for
miles and never see anyone. So,
when I arrived in New York and was
assigned to work in Buffalo, it was a
whole new world for me.
“How do we get around?” I asked
Walt, the young man with whom I
was assigned to work.
