1949 by Nickname unavailable on Oct 31, 2008 I still weep at the memory of my mom knocking on the door, and offering money to Mrs. Dixon for milk delivered to us for many weeks during my fathers illness. Mrs. Dixon refused to take the money and said we owed her nothing.... provided bymaps.google.com
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