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Aunt Penny introduced her neices to this cultural experience for March birthdays in 1961. Patrice was ten on the 28th. Marge was ten on the 29th. I was nine on the 29th.
Aunt Penny also took me to visit the Albright Knox Art Gallery for the first time to see a major exhibition of Vincent VanGogh and gave me my first art book.
She also made possible my first adventure in travel at age twelve when my friend, Peggy, and I took a Greyhound bus to visit Washington DC and share a bit of her pre-Marlo Thomas/Mary Tyler Moore single career-girl life.
At the time, Aunt Penny was the only unmarried woman with a job (besides a teacher) that I had encountered.
The highpoint of the visit was a specially-arranged tour of the White House by her friend (who worked there) and a wave from President Lyndon Johnson who noticed us from out in the Rose Garden.
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