20:8) Judy Malloy 21-AUG-94

Jumping beans were always included in our stockings.

When was I sitting under the palm tree in front of the faded yellow duplex looking up at the underbellies of incoming planes? Like a mechanically defective windup toy, the car entered and reentered the cul- de-sac, playing brief segments of a mariachi tune at irregular intervals.

Those fluted paper cups by our places invariably contained an inadequate supply of mixed nuts.

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