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An autobiographical manuscript by Herb, Western
Wildlife Photographer, is the book that he always wanted to
write. Ruby encouraged him to submit a draft to a publisher but me
never did. The book ends abruptly while telling of their lives at Crag
Cabin on page 192.
In Rubys' words: It seems a grest loss, but Herb Crisler's
"script," as he always called it, was never finished. It
simply STOPS.
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