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Being in Brownies, and my mother coming to pick me up, drives right by, forgets me, the Leader is with me, my mother must have come back. Being offered TTT camp at age 11, picking up Doritos and Oreos. She drove me to Indiana. Totally homesick, wetting the bed, but retained all the songs and sang them to the St. Joe's kids.

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