(1989 May 31)
I have described Geraldine, my previous help, to you - large, some fat, gray hair cut Dutch-boy, blowsy. "Violets!" she would exclaim - "Violets! I used to have 'um - lots of 'um. Got no place to put them now, but I did have," and she waves her right arm to take in quite a space. "My mother now. She had flowers. She used to chew Copenhagen and put it around them. You never seen anything like them blossoms. Oh!"
July 14, 2011
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