Cellar

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I remember spending many nights in the cellar. Daddy would stand on the porch and tell you what the clouds and weather might be going to do; then he would rush us off to the neighbors cellar. (He sometimes would wake us in the dead of night and say “Lets Go!”)

– Ruth

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