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Sarah Palin reveals a lot about relationships with her husband and God in memoir

FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE: Todd and Sarah Palin on election night last November.
FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE: Todd and Sarah Palin on election night last November. (Melina Mara/the Washington Post)
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Todd's good attributes made up for his shortcomings then, as they apparently still do today. "That day in sunny Texas when divorce rumors were rampant in the tabloids, I watched Todd, tanned and shirtless, take the baby from my arms and walk him back to the ranch house so Trig could nap while I made calls," she writes. "Seeing Todd's blue eyes smiling, I chuckled.

"Dang, I thought. Divorce Todd? Have you seen Todd?"

Palin asserts herself as a woman of appetites. "I love meat," Palin writes. "I eat pork chops, thick bacon burgers, and the seared fatty edges of a medium-well-done steak. But I especially love moose and caribou. I always remind people from outside our state that there's plenty of room for all Alaska's animals -- right next to the mashed potatoes." She includes a color photo of her with her left foot on a caribou that "I just shot. It may not look like a trophy but it's good eating."

The author frequently demonstrates that she has never been squeamish. In one photo, she stands, as little girl, beside another dead caribou tied to a car. In a photo on the same page, her father demonstrates to little Sarah and other preschool friends how to skin a harbor seal. (In the caption to the photo, there is a careful clarification that this was before the Marine Mammal Protection Act of 1972 banned the practice, and "Grandma Sheeran sewed coats and mittens for us out of the hides.")

In another section, Palin writes about the time her father took her on an early weekday hunting expedition, during which he killed and field-dressed a moose.

"Here, hold these," he said, in her account. "I want to show them to my science class today."

"I looked down to see the moose's eyeballs lying in his palm, still warm from the critter's head," she writes, adding later, "I had my limits."

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