Hans Gutmann
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Some 25 years before the McD culture invaded R, I found refuge here after hitchhiking up from central Europe. A serene, simple, quiet place, an anchor of stability, a safe harbor for my mind. My (ego) trip forced me to cross the Arctic circle, and yes, I am glad I did. Further north than Reykjavik, Rove remained the northernmost point for me throughout my life. More importantly, the people were very friendly, helpful, and the little town with its cozy church deserved my lifelong appreciation.