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The sun was just breaking through the clouds as we turned off the highway onto the long gravel road to Margery’s house. It had been a long drive to Smith River, and it would be good to get out and stretch my legs. Mom warned me about the long drive and said I would beContinue reading “Monday, October 8, 1956, From the Archives”

The sun was just breaking through the clouds as we turned off the highway onto the long gravel road to Margery’s house. It had been a long drive to Smith River, and it would be good to get out and stretch my legs. Mom warned me about the long drive and said I would beContinue reading “Monday, October 8, 1956”