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 | | For a long time, these terse anecdotes, and the word "Valimar" in Druidesque script carved into the gate of a fence, were the only remnants of our hippie forbears. |
 | | My wife was there (I wasn't), and to her he seemed nostalgic, maybe a little rueful, and told her a little about their sojourn there. |
 | | He recalled helping to carve "Valimar" in the fence, and also cleared up a lingering mystery: Our kitchen retains the ceramic tile floor that was there when we bought the house, and there has always been this big chip - a divot, actually - in the center of the floor. |
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