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Donna and I got in a big fight over who would get the big bathroom. Had to flip a coin. She won.

March 5, 1964, Thursday.  Preston’s fourth Birthday.  Wish Howard would call.  I want to be with him every minute. Press is four today.  He got a wagon and some other toys.  Mom had to take me to school, in the … Continue reading

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