Even though Uncle Frank had retired, when he found out that that there were no printing presses or newspapers there, he had the gnomes help him build ... Gutenberg type printing press and started a newspaper. He has also started reprinting limited editions of some of the books of Magic in the Otherworld library. He is as happy as ever, and Aunt Theresa has her herb garden and makes teas and salves.After we turned eight, Dad allowed us to help out in the printing plant between school and working. The young 'Ivan' of the Russian military didn't want to die. But, the Soviet army and system instilled him with a sense of honour and duty that urged him into supreme acts of courage and sacrifice. There was a certain fatalism about the Russian character, an acceptance that this was the way it was and there was no turning back. The engineers and technicians at the Red Air Force Tactical Research and Weapons Institute at Novgorod got on with the job and kept their private doubts to. There they were at Abby’s college graduation, the day Brian met her folks for the first time. He’d made such a good impression on them. So poised, so charming. ‘He’s just so handsome,’ her mother couldn’t stop saying in clear disbelief. Indeed, he’d taken much of the attention off of Abby, which was fine with her. Yes, she’d graduated a hair shy of summa cum laude, but for her folks, Brian had been proof enough of her success on that day. And to reward him, she’d surprised him with a grateful. She took the remaining food from the bag and dropped them within a foot of her body, and encouraged the dog to move closer.“OK big guy, if you want these you’re gonna have to get close to me…it’s OK, I won’t hurt you at all. Come here, good doggy.”The dog inched closer, keeping an eye on the stranger in front of him. When he reached the food, Kate slowly extended a hand and began stroking the a****l’s head, issuing soothing words to it in the process.“Yes, that’s a good boy…you like those.