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LudlowApril 20, 1914 When I lived on the plains my feet were always cold and wet, ever since we moved down from Tabasco and into the Tent City. We headed down the canyon in September, I remember, it was cold and it rained all day. Our shoes were real heavy with mud. I was scared, but kept my mouth shut about it. I didn’t want to worry my little sisters. I was nine, after all, and just about grown up. It was time to set an example for the girls. Pa built a cart, put it together with some wheels he cobbled together from the junk pile, and we g...
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