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Cue 25:† Childhood memories†
††††††††††† My earliest memories are of Naneth standing at the door to the small house in which we lived, shining with anticipation, her hair contained in a bejeweled net and a shawl about her shoulders, listening to my fatherís song as he returned to us at the end of a patrol.† And there were my fatherís elaborately decorated riding boots, which seemed so tall to me, barely two years old.† I would cling to them ere he swung me to his shoulder, holding me with one arm and my mother with the other.† How Naneth would rejoice to have him home!
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