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You ought to see my finger nails now! I quit biting them. On the next page is a outline of my hand with nails. Did you see the ad in Seventeen or Glamour with the advertisement about the Bonnie Doon stuffed cat made by Bonnie Doon Pet Socks? Well, I sent in for it about 4 weeks ago and it came yesterday. Its so cute. Its black with green eyes and ear linings and has a plaid bow tie. Well, I guess that's all I have to say in this letter. Bye for now, wirte soon OK Best Friends Always Paulette ---------- My history was different. The summer of 63 I lived alone with my brother. Our family parceled out on a surveyor's map through out Arizona. My mother married a man she met at the bank. She forgot to tell him part of his inheritance was five kids. Mr. Tim the banker, married Pat, my mom for money. The teller's window was the playing field and they had the same goal. The toggled kids would be brought into the game at half time. The banker never came over to our clubhouse. A family barbecue would have given him the right head count. He was an adding and subtracting kind of guy. 3