Magical Memoir Moments

I'm on the left. My cousin Mary Ann's on the right. Probably about 1952.

From Bathtub to Cuba

You already know how exotic any body of water is to a farm kid. Not only did we not go to the ocean when I was growing up, we used the crudest of substitutes: Later our bathtub expanded to a farm pond. As you read these words, I will be exploring south eastern Cuba with…

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