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Sept 17/August 29, '88
We get out of the car and I think I see him he waves coming from the woods.
Looks like our dad, shape of head and current
slenderness, moustache; is wearing dark glasses
at seeing each other. We go into lobby of
rehab
,
Margaret and I get visitors' tags, girl asks if we're twins.
Al has to give up our birthday presents for him.
He says he can't stand to be inside; we climb a hill
and sit down on a bench...
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