(1993 July, Parsons memoirs)
When Grandma Parsons died [in 1923], I was at Ripon, and Cousin Frankie [with whom I lived] got the message over the phone in the morning but kept it from me all day in case it would interfere with my studies. The next day I took the bus home, tho.
November 5, 2012
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