
I got up really early to take the bus to the airport in Chicago. Daddy drove us to the bus, and fed me a last bit of yogurt.

We rode the light-rail trains in San Jose, often with Grandma Jan. This lady taught me to dance, which amused us both. Generally, people on the light-rail seemed to like talking to me.

This is Julia (
Lastname?). She was in my class at San Jose. She liked to hold my hand.

Some other kids I hung out with. I liked playing while Mommy and
Daddy spent time with the
MYF.

But I sure got tired out by lunchtime. I was always asleep by the time I had been wheeled to the table.
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