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One of my most delighted memories of Mary Lou had to do with cars. I taught her to drive in my old gear-shifted Chevvy in the early '50s. In about 1955 I got a new Olds 88 with automatic shift, and on the way back to Washington DC from a visit at Mary Lou's childhood home in Altoona, PA, I turned the wheel over to her. We came to a long, long, straight uphill stretch and with the gear in "high" we slowed down considerably. Well, Mary Lou didn't know it, but the Olds had a new...
Phyllis Johnson
December 28, 2009 | Friday Harbor, WA


