tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054225496921311123.post286495717893322845..comments2023-08-06T06:57:11.452-04:00Comments on Exile's Return: From Atlantic to Pacific, Gee, the Traffic is TerrificAuntie Knickershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08854138665883068803noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8054225496921311123.post-66118544871758885612011-01-22T09:52:07.546-05:002011-01-22T09:52:07.546-05:00omigosh. I used to read Argosy, etc., over my gra...omigosh. I used to read Argosy, etc., over my grandfather's shoulder; he would sit on the couch to read, and I could stand behind him and comb his hair...meantime learning to read! It was a kind of refuge because in order to get at me, my mother and grandmother had to confront him...which at times they were unwilling to do. Long time ago.Crimson Ramblerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13020190454645032359noreply@blogger.com