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I remember the day that the dress came. It was in a brown paper package and tied with string. It was exciteing to recive a package all the way from Oklahoma. My sister was there. She was a Wave with the United States Navy. She did her basic training in Oklahoma. Many years later she told me that mother must have given her the money to buy the dress, and as many artifacts as she could get. A woman had come into a store and wanted to sell the dress. My sister was there and she bought it right away. They wanted me to wear it so that they could take my picture. I did not like the dress because it scratched. Now how I wish I had that picture. I am standing there with my hair in long braids and I am with my pony. I did not like the long braids either. I loved my pony.
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