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Whencame, Shannie and I set off on our ray day, the first rays of hope burnt away the shroud of fog encasingwould lift, but for the first tirounded

"Take me to the picture," I told Shannie as she drove fro lot

"What?" Shannie asked

"Take ive more details "Take me to the place in the picture"

"What picture?" Shannie asked

"The one on ainst that build, building thing"

"The arch? The arch in Valley Forge?"

"Yeah, that's it"

The GTI crawled slowly over the cobblestones surrounding the arch Froer seat I read aloud the quote which hauntedeach syllable I read aloud George Washington's words: "We can not ad-h the brav-er-y and fi-del, del-I-ty of the a-a-mer-I-can s-sol-dier-y"

Shannie watched me

"I don't knohy," I faced Shannie "But, that ure it out, I'll be able to remember a lot about myself"

Shannie's lip twitched, the answers to allhow headstrong she was, I didn't ask her to tell I'd save us the aggravation I looked across the rolling fields, at lines of cannon, and the bare trees cli the hills beyond "I wasn't a soldier was I? I mean I don't think I was"

"You weren't Two people very close to you were"

"Really?" I asked,

"They're both dead" Shannie's eyes held mine

"Oh" I looked across the field at the cannons

As we crossed the Schuylkill River Bridge into Beyford recognition flooded over otten scenes of a favorite h Hall, Wally's, the blind blackevoked a si train I watched the gates drop as Shannie cli about the train held the secret of who I had been

Shannie turned right and then a left at the next street Above the intersection a street sign read Cemetery Street I stared out the e passed the Junior High School and then the old piano factory My hosts walking up and down the street At the corner of Bainbridge and Ceer Shannie andon the corner, their attention captured by the shout of a fa car