(1990s memoirs)
I was sitting around in the lobby [at the Schmidt Home] watching the clock go around when suddenly a man approached me to ask whether I was not the mother of Skip Kay, who bought a bicycle from him while he was at the time [1942] working at the Coast to Coast. I said I probably was and he said, "I knew it, I knew it!" ... He was Ed Hanson by name. Of course I didn't recall any such thing. ... I remember Daddy asking you if you were sure, and you said yes, that was the only one for you. And you said it was, that you had gone over it.
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