Freeport, ME
L.L.Bean Boots: The First Big Order Mostly Came Back, and Leon Bean Refunded It
The boot that helped make L.L.Bean famous began with wet feet — and then, inconveniently, with the tops peeling away from the bottoms.
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Before it became something you reached for through a foggy freezer door, the Eskimo Pie started with a nickel, a candy counter, and one very reasonable child who refused to see why life had to be so…
Freeport, ME
The boot that helped make L.L.Bean famous began with wet feet — and then, inconveniently, with the tops peeling away from the bottoms.
Saipan, MP
On Managaha Island, the sand is bright enough to make you squint, and the water looks like someone polished it before the boats arrived.
Sturgis, SD
Before Sturgis became a roar you could feel in your ribs, it began at a size you could almost count on your fingers: nine racers, a small crowd, and a Black Hills town leaning in to see what would…
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Honolulu, HI
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Eielson Air Force Base, AK
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Monroeville, AL
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Yigo, GU
Out over the blue Pacific, Christmas sometimes arrives with a parachute and a thump, dropped from the back of a C-130 toward islands with no loading dock and no big-box store in sight.
Muskegon, MI
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Grand Forks, ND
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