Something I wrote in July of 1970 (forty years ago this month):

 
I was six (for those of you who don't like math). My mom just handed this to me. She had found it in her archives. Very unusual for her to save something like this. In general, she's not that kinda mom.

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[Nancy Thompson]

I remember having a hard time figuring out what to do once you got the the edge of the paper. Finally it clicked that I could continue writing on the next line.