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I always enjoyed the hearty society of a snowstorm.

John Muir

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John Muir
Age: 76 †
Born: 1838
Born: April 21
Died: 1914
Died: December 24
Author
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Botanist
Conservationist
Ecologist
Engineer
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Explorer
Geologist
Glaciologist
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J. Muir
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Hearty
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