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1990—Christmas |
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| This looks like Christmas-morning clutter in the family room, though the kids seem more dressed than that. Pepe le Pew occupies the foreground, with a probably-new exercise machine by the fireplace, supporting my galette (= beret, brought back from Bretagne) as such devices tend to do, mostly. The dark head at left belongs to Valerie (or just possibly Rebecca): the wig vogue had faded, and hair coloring prevailed in our middle-aged milieu. |
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You don’t yet know about Pepe le Pew. He had become surplus in Cambridge when the authorities in Salt Lake decreed that chapels were no longer to offer sound-containing cry-rooms at the back, so that parents could take disruptive kids out and still have some contact with the service. Francisco Anleu, a major pioneer of the Spanish-language congregation, had a role in the remodeling and was kind enough to insert into the Frog the very bench on which we had abused each obstreperous child in turn.
In the Exile of 2002, we made a present of Pepe to then-Bishop Jim and Mary Johnston. I think they still have him. |
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