1950
	... That evening we go for a two-family picnic up at the Clearys, the neighbors who drove Mom to the home as Dad was actually dying. At the door Til cries when she first sees Mom, and Bob is appropriately awkward when he hugs my sister and shakes hands with me. After that the talk is easy, slipping from one subject to another in our present lives. My sister and I bring out our amazing stories from New Sodom; they cluck and shake their heads. Throughout, we keep an eye on Mom, but she's fine.
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