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Burton Jay Smith and Willametta Turnepseed letters, June-July, 1943

1943-06-27 Page 13

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scent I've ever smelled...faintly lemon and delicate as the blossom itself. Then he must smell and grinned with delight at it. "You are lonesome, senor". He stated rather asked. I admitted I was, somewhat. Sitting down beside me he declared, "Then I shall be your friend." I smiled and said I would like that. He stared at me a few minutes. I thought, "The friendliness and innocence of childhood." But not to innocent! He pursed his lips, hesistated and then 11
 
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