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Column: Aluminum, glass, rum, war, and Hemingway -- when timelines cross
The vessels resemble cousins of a sort, my worn canteen and its shiny glass companion. The two came to me by dissimilar routes. A friend brought me the rum from Key West down where that writer and his six-toed cats held sway.