The Marriage
     Sometimes he came to our house on Austin Street. He must have mentioned marriage. We were married in the Turlock Catholic church. Mary fainted before ceremony and my mother revived her with holy water.
     When ever we had a disagreement he would leave and go to the train station and watch the trains. He was always obsessed with the old steam trains.
     Perce, Don's father who was paralysed but a great guy, made us a cart to move our dishes from sink - at one end of room - to the other where the table and ice box were. We used the cart to take laundry to laundermat and bring back wet clothes. John lugged it up the steep hill in Richmond.

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