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(I should also note that when I met Curt at the lumberyard I never really got to talk much with him, because I was so busy running down parts and asking clerks for help. Perhaps Curt didn’t have much time to spare either, for when I did get a minute to talk, I saw him going out the front door. There is a sort of similarity here, then, beside the ordinary synchronicity: for if we didn’t get to see the Lords at all, I didn’t get to talk to Curt much beyond saying hello and shaking hands. I may have appeared somewhat rude to him, and plan to phone him.

(A week or so ago Jane had invited the Lords, Cec and Jim, to the house for last Saturday evening. Saturday morning, then, as I was in Robinson’s lumber for parts for Jane’s chair, I met Curt Kent, who used to work with Cec and myself at Artistic; I haven’t seen Curt for perhaps two years, Cec since last Christmas. Jane also invited the Weissenbuehlers Saturday evening. When Jane called, Ellspeth told her she’d been working at fixing up or restoring an old chair—as I was working with an old chair for Jane. When they arrived Saturday night, Ellspeth and Heinz brought with them some homemade cheesecake. It happened that Saturday afternoon I’d taken a package of frozen cheesecake out of the freezer and thawed it out with the intention of serving it Saturday evening. It was still sitting on our kitchen counter when Ellspeth and Heinz carried their cheesecake in. Then when Debbie Janney arrived Saturday evening, she told me that she had just missed meeting me at Steiner’s photo studio earlier that week; going there to have a portrait taken, she’d seen by accident the enlargements of my parents that Mr. Steiner was making for me. I was due to pick them up the next day, and she asked Mr. S. to tell me she’d been there, but he forgot to mention it.

(I should add that we never did see Cec and Jim Lord last Saturday night. I’d planned to tell Cec about meeting Curt. But they didn’t show up due to a misunderstanding re dates: Cec thought they were to visit next Saturday evening—the 13th. Jim kept asking her if she had the date right, incidentally.

I do not see until 1978 a marriage for him (Curt). [...]

(When Claire, Pat, Curt, Danny, Carl, Jane and I were left, Seth returned briefly after Carl and I had been discussing reincarnation to some extent. [...]

[...] Claire Crittenden, Carl Watkins, Jane and I, along with Pat Norelli, from Boston, were joined by Bill and Peg Gallagher,Doug Hicks, Danny Stimmerman, Curt Kent and Peg’s brother Dick and his wife Carol, for an even dozen present, at our apartment.

(Jane and I cannot say exactly who was at the table when it broke, although we know that neither of us was, nor was Curt Kent, who sat to one side drinking beer. [...]

[...] This left as new witnesses Peg’s brother Dick and his wife Carol, Danny,Curt, Doug and Carl; though Carl and perhaps one or two others had at least heard mention of Seth.

[...] I am not sure just when Curt joined Artistic, except that it was probably after 1963. [...] If the card in question was revamped in 1963 it is possible that Curt might have handled it as one of his first jobs.

Your coworker, Curt, handled the card also.

[...] I suddenly recalled that Curt’s hands have an obvious tremor, a fact I have long known.)

[...] Yet most of you, my readers, yearn for some private and intimate assurances, and seek for some inner certainty that your own individuality is not curtly dismissed at death.