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June 12, 2009
Deanne Adams. Why did that name occur to me while listening to a podcast in which David Sedaris says that all pet stories involving monkeys are tragedies? She popped into my life twice, briefly, but the thing I remember most was being allowed to walk with her from school to the little luncheonette across Riverview Avenue. I think that was fifth grade. We wanted to be friends, both only children in girl scouts but we just didn't get along very well, or perhaps it was really our mothers who didn't get along very well. I wonder whatever became of her