(1993 May 5, memoirs)
One time [when we lived at Green Lake] my parents were worried I had no playmate, so I was dressed prettily and taken half way to Lone Tree Point, where another girl my age met me. I recall the white clovers. We were unloaded and left alone for 2 or 3 hours. We tried to play together but very dull and my mother said I never had to go again. ... We lived in a "house in the woods." I recall it had a porch on two sides of the house, and Lyn's buggy was there for naps.
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