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I spend hours mowing the lawn in absolutely straight lines on my tractor. If it's not right, I do it again.
In camp was found a book, the first of the kind I had ever seen, in which I was made a great hero, slaying Indians by the hundreds.
| Dave Anderson, Writer (1929) |
| Sydney Carter, Poet (1915) |
| Emanuel Celler, Politician (1888) |
| Jeffery Deaver, Writer (1950) |
| Martin Delany, Soldier (1812) |
| Randall Jarrell, Poet (1914) |
| William Jay, Clergyman (1769) |
| L. Frank Baum, Author (1919) |
| William Allen Egan, Politician (1984) |
| B. C. Forbes, Journalist (1954) |
| Bret Harte, Author (1902) |


