On shore, Christine Uralowich headed east with her dog, Bert. She walked slowly, a smile on her face. She walks every morning in the winter (the three other seasons, too).
“I walk in everything,” she said. “I’ve walked in rain, I’ve walked in snow. I was here for the hurricane. I was here for the blizzard. I’ve walked in it all.”
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Monday, December 29, 2014
I've Walked in it All
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