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Seeing the Aurora Borealis overhead as a three year old back in Finland in 1960, I then spent many winter nights sneaking outside to view the auroral display much to my mother’s annoyance and worry as the temperatures were usually below -20C often as cold as -35.
Our toilet was in an outbuilding so it was a good excuse to get out in the middle of the night. I was always surprised that none of my six brothers shared my interest in the aurorae….
(I’m also the only one with frostbite damaged fingers, C’est la vie)
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