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WACO

Eddie had been a year behind me in school and so popular with the girls two strikes against him, so now fade out tomboy.. I was walking love.
We returned to Troy, Ohio. One day soon after, Sam rushed in to say he would be home late, a dirigible had crashed in Pennsylvania. I well remember Captain Lansdowne who was on it. Sam had flown a ship with some vitally needed replacements. The dirigible was a National disaster but my concern was purely local. Sam flying alone at all with his bad heart, much less the ship he had grabbed and flown.
Sam's first experience as a parent came with Buddie's advent as a member of the "Teenie Weenie orchestra." I was more modest about it than Sam for I was sure there were other seven yrs. olds who could bang their tambourines as well as Buddie. Sam was a proud parent.
One evening sitting on the davenport, Sam reading the paper, I pushed it down, impulsively and said, "If we had a baby, I know it would look like you." He looked so startled, I reassured him with what I thought the truth: "Not pregnant." However, I was obsssed with the desire to see pictures of him growing up. I had to take snapshots of him, in which he humored me. I liked best the picture of him, not in lumber jacket etc. for work, but his immaculate grooming in [[underlined]] our wedding [[/underlined]] grey suit, top coat and mid-west style Stetson. He posed and said "Waht the Young Man is Wearing. He was hurrying to a prize flight in Dayton. He was obsessed with Christmas with his parents, sister and two younger brothers in Minneapolis, Minn. taking Buddie and me, "his jewels." We convinced Buddie by writing letters to the folks who knew Santa's address that he would know we were to be there. We took a stateroom both ways, pretending we were in our future all metal WACO cabin-job. Having pkges from Troy to Minneapolis assured Buddie that Santa would not forget his new address, changed so often.