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*1959 – May – Walking the Mountain – Barely A Road
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I dreamed this road, walking this road for 30 years. I loved the feel of the earth beneath my feet, the smell of it, the smell of the air, the look of every living plant form as they changed with the seasons — I loved that mountain.
1959, probably May, I was 7, walking the mountain road, me half way up this hill, pointing? Mother said on photo: "Only two more hills to go -- can we make it?" Looks like John having a rest on side, Pinnacle peak in background1959 - May, me age 8 - walking the mountain with dad, Sharon on his right, mother's caption: "Weary Travellers"
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