Anchor: The wet wool smell of your uncles in their Eaton's sweaters and army surplus peacoats and shredded wheat for breakfast and thin ice on the tide pools and diesel as the engines kick in.
Entailed: The smell of those memories is what does it for me. 
Contradiction: I don't recall much. 
Contradiction: A woman is doing yarn work with her hands.
Contradiction: During the early 90s they shifted their attention to helping the people they serve.
Contradiction: You didn't think the blue one could match Oro.
Contradiction: There are footprints being left in the sand by some girls.