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LOATH as I am to interrupt the daily deluge of expert pontificating about war and peace and whatnot -- all the riveting caveats about slippery slopes, tipping points and cooler heads prevailing -- I submit it is time for this page to examine in excruciating detail that frightening fall phenomenon, the pumpkin. Old-timers call them "punkins," and there is even a variety named after my fair state. The Connecticut field pumpkin used to be a good- sized squash back in the heyday. Today it is barely a pixel among the gargantuan gourds that dot the countryside like giant glacial boulders.
Two years ago, in my rookie season growing ludicrously large plant matter, I captured the blue ribbon at the Hadlyme Pumpkin Derby with a 575-pound behemoth. It took my neighbor's backhoe, a flatbed truck and eight swamp Yankees to move it, as my mother looked on proudly.See the full content of this document
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Forum: Pursuit of Prodigious Pumpkins a Passion
I wish I could tell you this is as odd as it gets, that proliferating pumpkinmania has been largely contained, that government studies are under way to identify and address...
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