At noon on the day of the eclipse, my friend, husband, and I set up chairs atop a thin ridge on a hill in the Crown Point State Historic Site, Lake Champlain to one side and 18th century ruins to the other.
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On Totality, Criticism, and Act II
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At noon on the day of the eclipse, my friend, husband, and I set up chairs atop a thin ridge on a hill in the Crown Point State Historic Site, Lake Champlain to one side and 18th century ruins to the other.