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(“Connection with an event not repeated.” I bought two sheets, 4 x 8 feet, at the lumberyard in Wellsburg on July 15. Since this particular kind of Masonite is hard to find and the Schuyler lumberyard had a good supply, I decided to return to Wellsburg on Saturday, July 23, to buy two more full sheets. But in the interim I figured out a method to coat the Masonite for paintings that obviated the use of any special kind of Masonite, and thus did not return to Wellsburg.

(The 65th envelope experiment was held. The object was the bill I received for the purchase of Masonite in Wellsburg, NY, on Friday, July 15,1966. As usual I placed the bill between two pieces of Bristol, then sealed the sandwich in two envelopes. Jane was present at the lumber company in Wellsburg when the bill was made out, but like me at the time she paid no particular attention to it, and hadn’t seen it since then.

(I believe the “well” in Wellsburg, also implying water and thus stern, worked in the same manner here. In addition the first name of the owner of the lumberyard in Wellsburg, which furnished the object, is named Glenn; associating thus with Enfield Glen, or Robert H. Treman State Park near Ithaca, NY.

(Omitted from the regular session copy to avoid any possible embarrassment to the Wilburs, Marilyn and Don, of Wellsburg, NY.

(Jane and I had visited the Wilburs at their trailer in Wellsburg last Friday evening, January 14, 1966, and met for the first time their 2-year old son, Scotty. [...]

[...] When I got to 330 Jane told me that Karina had been moved to a rest home in Wellsburg, a small community a few miles east of Elmira. [...]

(Aunt Ella was buried in Wellsburg, NY, a small town near Elmira. [...] Ann Diebler, whom I work with, lives in Wellsburg; she has witnessed a few unscheduled sessions. [...]

[...] The third time was at the funeral of my Aunt Ella on August 8,1965, in Wellsburg, NY. [...]

[...] This morning I took the lawn mower out to the shop a couple of miles outside town on Wellsburg Road. [...]

(This reminded Jane and me that during Saturday evening, Marilyn had described to us how her young son had discovered what fun there was to the universal game of hanging by his mother’s apron strings, as she tried to go about her duties in the trailer home in nearby Wellsburg, NY.

[...] He makes the 1200-mile round trip to Wellsburg, a small town just outside Elmira, to see Ann every other weekend. [...]

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(On Sunday afternoon, August 8, Jane and I attended the funeral of my Aunt Ella Buck in Wellsburg, NY, a nearby small town. [...]

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