Floating back down the river on my back, looking up at sugar pines and Douglas fir.

Thought about what Jerry had told me. His mother, Joy, the first of Marilee's children. Joy went to Davis and then to library school at Cal. "She still works there in a library. She met my Dad in Berkleley in the 1960's and she still works there," Jerry said in response to my questions.

Nosy questions not entirely unexpected from an old lady. Or so I suppose he thought.

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