I found myself headed in the general direction of our ancestral home in western Massachusetts. I hoped to see my grandbears and some of my cousins, but soon realized that everyone was out stocking up for a winter of napping and watching football on TV. I signed the guestbook with a note and settled in for a quiet day or two.
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Louis, I am curious as to whether there is a Dunkin' Donuts within five miles of the homestead. What are you doing for sugar way out there?
If you go down the mountain on the Massachsetts side, straight past the old dairy farm, left around the pond with the geese and then right toward Great Barrington, you will come to a Dunkin Donuts on the corner of the Sheffield road.
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