Aunt Paula’s Odd Proportions

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It was a 400 mile drive from my home to the Penn State campus, where for whatever reason they chose to accept me back in 1977, and while I could have made it in one day my mother convinced me to stop en route to spend a night at my Aunt Paula’s place.

Convincing might not be the proper choice of words because I sort of planted that seed of thought when I asked Mom about the best route to take and she said that Aunt Paula’s house was about

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