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ignored each other, but the dogs never stoppedfighting. It got a bit cramped when her boysreturned from Detroit and started school.At Box One, Marg<strong>are</strong>t did the payrolland filing, and helped with customer service. Sheand Alex hit it off very well. Marg<strong>are</strong>t becameclose friends with Alex's wife and son.One of the first things I told Marg<strong>are</strong>tabout being in New York City was to watch outfor bicycles, especially bicycles going the wrongway on one-way streets. She was hit by a bikerthe very first time she went to cross a street byherself.Marg<strong>are</strong>t suffered from a r<strong>are</strong> blooddisease. It had taken years to diagnose. Only afew doctors seemed even to be aw<strong>are</strong> of thisdisease, let alone know how to treat it.Marg<strong>are</strong>t didn't like New York, but sheloved Long Island. She made friends and the kidswere doing well in school. One Sunday while Iwas out on the boat, a big yacht went cruising by.A voice yelled out, "Wayne!" I looked up and itwas Marg<strong>are</strong>t.I had lived on Long Island for years anddidn't know a soul with the exception of my trainbuddies. My sister Marg<strong>are</strong>t had be<strong>com</strong>e a292

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