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Tuesday July 1, 2003 |
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Shriek |
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I called my mother next, and she was in. She gave a little shriek then
moved on immediately to inquiry: wanting to know if we had rings and
everything (no) and all the practical details of how it was done. (I hope the National Security Agency had a good time listening in.) Then we drove an hour to Vermont's Green Mountains where we were going to hike. |