Fall settles in around Lake Wobegon, which is a good thing, because we could only bear so much summer.
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The wild grapes are ripe along the East side of the lake and the Schroeder's have set about making their wild grape wine.
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The smell of freshly mowed grass becomes Proust's madeleine, conjuring up memories of young love on a summer afternoon.
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Tuna hotdish calls a boy home to his mother.
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In Lake Wobegon, Leonard Larson -- who ran the hardware store in town -- left a paper trail of a romance that surprised a lot of folks, including his wife of 47 years.
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The story of Myrtle Anderson's plan to embezzle a quarter-million dollars from The First Inqvist State Bank.
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It was the fishing opener in Lake Wobegon, and conversation in Carl Krepsbach's boat turned to marriage...
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In Lake Wobegon, summertime is the perfect time to read a good book.
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A bikini-clad water skier knocks the socks off a young pastor, literally.
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Just one mosquito can ruin an entire evening.
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