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Maureen Delaney
      As you know -- or don't you? -- I met Maureen at George Washington University, in the student union, in the fall of 1964. She was studying sociology and I was starting to take up anthropology. (And if it hadn't been for her love and her belief in me, I would probably still be taking classes at GW.) She was living on F street about half a block from the White House, sharing a third-floor apartment with Susan Gould. She had the back bedroom, next to the kitchen, and from there you could hear the shouts and the squeak and thump of Keds from people playing basketball in the YMCA, which was directly behind on G street. Downstairs from her was a chinese restaurant called Jenny's, where we would occasionally splurge on a two-dollar dinner.
      I was living on F street myself then -- a studio apartment at 2114 F. Working at the Washington Post. When I think of that time I think of the songs that were popular. "King of the Road," the one that begins "Trailer for sale or rent" -- I wasn't too crazy about that one, but Maureen seemed to like it. And "Stop in the Name of Love" (the words always sounded like "Stop in the neighborhood). Those songs were there, but I didn't like them. The two songs I loved from that time were "Ruby Tuesday" and "Eight Days a Week."
      And I think of stopping by her place after work and sitting at the kitchen table with her while she finished her homework. Often Gary Goldsmith would be there too. We would drink coffee from big orange or green enameled mugs.
      Maureen came back from Senegal in June 1966, after nine months. I met her at National Airport and she stayed with me the rest of the summer -- both of us working at the Library of Congress.
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      Maureen again at 6 Vernon Street. We were there for two years, though I was only in the graduate program for one and wound up not even getting my master's.
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      This is where we lived. I called up the map from the internet just out of curiosity, and just looking at it brings up too many memories. Walking over to the Waltham Super on Main street. Trying to get a bike fixed at the shop on Prospect street. Going down Prospect into the center of town, on the other side of the river, to look for inexpensive christmas presents. Biking over to Brandeis -- that's the purple area at the bottom left corner of the map. We didn't have a car then and had to use feet or bike or public transportation.
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      Berkeley. Hollywood. The birth of our beloved son. I have no photos with me of any of these times (though you can see a couple of photos of Joel as a baby if you'd like). Nothing of Maureen for more than a dozen years -- till the photo below of her with her second son, Alex Johnson. Alex's father is Harold Johnson.
      Maureen in the hospital on the day her second son, Alex Johnson, was born -- December 30, 1981.
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      Maureen with Alex in the spring of 1984 -- Maureen waiting in my kitchen on Kimball road while Alex finishes his bagel and glass of milk. |
      Maureen at the party she and Harold had for Joel's graduation from City High (in Iowa City) in 1991. (Want to see more of his highschool graduation pictures?) Across from Maureen is my friend Sukie Kim, and that's me standing to the right.
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