



It did quite well and remains in print today. One of my treasures from that time is a handwritten postcard from May, assuring me that she too was pleased with the volume.
Sometimes intelligible ramblings from a former teacher, publisher, aerospace worker, barmaid, and waitress
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OMG! I've missed Ms. Sarton's birthday?!!! One of my favorites. I have such place in my heart for her. AND are you telling me...you have a handwritten postcard from HER!???
You betcha! It's one of those things that's buried in storage. Along with James's ashes. Can't wait.
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