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(17) if Blaje leqrns this before i do shall hang my self from the highest tree if i can fimnd one
      T here was a powerful rivalry between Edward and Blake Thaxter that was destined to
continue until one of them drew his last breath.  Their biggest challenge
was learning how to use the computers their offspring had prescribed for
them.  Ed called his...
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(16) NEWS OF THE TRAGEDY WOULD PRESENT TIM WITH A HEARTBREAKING DILEMMA.
      In 1976 Vonnie returned to
Massachusetts, as she did every summer, and rented a small house in
Quincy.  Michael, now eleven, had been living with his paternal
grandparents since Uncle Ted and Joyce divorced in 1975.  His mother spent
as much time with...
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(15) I AGREED TO MEET AHMET AFTER DINNER AND LET HIM SHOW ME ISTANBUL'S NIGHT LIFE.
     What does a
woman do when she is jolted from a dream world and discovers her marriage isn’t
what she thought it was?  If she's like
me, she segues into shock and bitterness. I gave boozing a try -- not so much to drown my sorrows as to get
attention fr...
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(14) I HEARD ON TV THAT KENNEDY HAD BEEN SHOT. WHAT KENNEDY? WAS I FIVE YEARS IN THE PAST?
August 20, 1955,
Cohasset to Sharks     
Temperature ashore expected to be in the high nineties.  I started calling
prospective cruising companions at 9:00 this morning, wound up with the
Whitcombs and Brewers.  Meanwhile Timmy cajoled me into cajoling his ...
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(13) THUS DID A BUSY DOCTOR BECOME CALLOUS ABOUT PARAPLEGICS HE SAW DAY AFTER DAY..
     I found my stay in the rehabilitation unit
the most depressing experience of my life—not so much because of my paraplegia
as because of the insensitivity of much of the staff to basic human needs and
attributes.  Although I acquired many
self-care skil...
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(12) BACK AT THE MOTEL DICK SAID, "IT SEEMS AS IF LIFE HAS COME TO A GRINDING HALT."
           ‘T’was the season
to be jolly.  Early in December I updated my Christmas card list in a
spiral notebook, starting with the current year, 1965.  Following
each name a space was left for check marks, indicating "sent" and
"received."  Very efficien...
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(11) EVEN MORE TERRIFYING WAS THE TURBULENCE THAT SEIZED OUR TWIN COMANCHE.
     Ted invited me for a ride in his Super
Cub. Even let me sit in the front (it has tandem seats) and fly it myself. Once
I got the hang of the stick control, I felt like my friend, Early Bird Roy Waite,
who had little to rely on but needle, ball, airspee...
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(10) I FLOUNDERED INTO THE AIR WITH MY RIGHT WING DRUNKENLY BANKED.
     “Why is it that sometimes you file a
flight plan and sometimes you don’t?” I asked Ed as we climbed into his
Tri-Pacer and fastened our seatbelts. 
Flying up to Waterville to see Ted play football was easier than
driving, I had to admit, but I was stil...
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(9) ED COULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT HAD COOLED MY ARDOR.
      During
the first 20 years of our marriage, there was only one way anyone could have
induced my husband and me to board an airplane, and that was on a stretcher: bound,
gagged, and chloroformed.  Neither of us
had the slightest desire to set foot in a ...
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(8) ED HEAPED THE USUAL TEN THOUSAND PUNISHMENTS ON TIMMY.
Sunday, August 21, 1960, Cohasset     
Hurricane Cleo proved to be all threat and no action. We could have had
a beautiful weekend on the boat if we hadn’t listened to the radio and read the
newspapers.     
Today it’s warm, muggy, hazy.  Ed
told me to put ...
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