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Smell brings to mind... a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years.

Diane Ackerman

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Diane Ackerman
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: October 7
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Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Waukegan
Illinois
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Mines
Hidden
Poignant
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Mad
Smells
Sweet
Town
Softly
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Towns
August
Weedy
Land
Smell
Potatoes
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Family
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Dinner
Scent
Myrtle
Years
Memory
Senior
Roast

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