And the tides rose and fell on the shore. For nearly 50 years, the cover of the children’s classic The Little Island attributed these opening lines to one Golden MacDonald. In 1947, when the book’s ...
He labors alone on a cold morning, his leather apron stained with soot, his workspace illuminated by a bed of glowing coals, hammering and refusing to bend with the times as cars whiz past his small ...
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