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Whoa. In about 1970 I became friends with a man named Schoenfeld (“beautiful field” in German) from Brooklyn who retired to the Catskills. He was too young to have delivered a stove in 1941, but he was the scion of a retailer of some sort. I wonder …
I was there staying with friends escaping “the city.” We bonded because I was a farm kid and he hated the city and wanted to live in the country.
I was born exactly 9 years after this order was written.
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