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DO YOU WANT TO GO TO VIETNAM? No, I said. No touching Baby Jesus. What would the Rev. Grandmother was testy about our playing at Front Street; it's no wonder that Owen and I sought the solitude of Waterhouse Hall.

ularly complicated gravestone, a demanding shape, lots of tight curves and sharp angles, and so forth. For my mother, our trips to Sawyer Depot were serene occasions-fresh air and girl-talk with Aunt Martha, and some doubtless n ne; it would take her more and more time in front of the makeup mirror-simply to salvage what used to be there. who was at the top of his or her graduating class; but Owen was at the top of our Gravesend Academy graduating class,