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3V0799.01 Walking something like a dog (3/31/80)

Peggy carried two empty beer cans from the kitchen to me in my chair
(after all, they were mine). Plunking them down vertically on my knee,
still holding on, she began twisting the cans in opposite directions
around their common vertical center, and explained, unbidden,
“walking like a doggy, like a doggy walks.”


3V0801.01 Counting (4/2/80)

As I put her floride drops into juice, Peggy counted out
as she has heard me do, “One…two….three…”
Bob notes Peggy counted: one, two three four (checkers)