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Betty was a dear friend. When I moved with my family from Dolores to Cortez in the early 60's. I met Betty at "Mesa" school for the first time. Early on I didn't know how to take Betty. As our friendship grew through junior high and high school, I still didn't know how to take Betty. We got along fine but she always remained "UTE" Not close, but not distant. Somehow a very dear friend that held white folks at arm's length. Hard to explain.
Rick Hover
April 18, 2025 | Other