Encounter
Gail Boenning
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Now, this is a beginning isn’t it? And it’s nice to see my town in your story. I just took the train on Thanksgiving out to a gathering in one of the suburbs. That and your story brought back memories of taking the train from Union Station to St. Louis as a child traveling with my mother. Small world.

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