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| Jan. 1, 1947 (Still alone with my memories - in looking
up one of them in this book, I find a souvenir, above,
of our adventure up the Pacific Coast foam from Fort Ross
(Russian) to well into Oregon, 5 months with Uokata to
care for Jack & me. And the dear beasts, four of them,
1911, four or five months. At this moment, beginning a
new year of widowhood, I could in ten minutes lay my hand
on the fine vehicle. |
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