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Iwas a pretty good reader in the fourth grade, so Ms. Twomey made what
was probably the mistake of letting me skip the fifth. My salient memory
of the fourth was getting an anonymous note saying, "All the girls kiss
their pillow and think it's you." That was the high point of my
relations with the opposite sex until I met Vee about 20 years later. I
was a late bloomer.
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