Forty-nine years. Ephraim, two nights, room 6. We have decided this is the last…

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Forty-nine years. Ephraim, two nights, room 6. We have decided this is the last time for a while: next August is spoken for. He asked what I wanted for the fiftieth. I said Sogndal, and for him to walk up the hill with me this time instead of going off to look at a bridge. He said there is a bridge on the way. It rained on the fish boil, and they held it anyway, under a tarp. R. had the whitefish and mine.

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 "body": "Forty-nine years. Ephraim, two nights, room 6. We have decided this is the last time for a while: next August is spoken for.\n\nHe asked what I wanted for the fiftieth. I said Sogndal, and for him to walk up the hill with me this time instead of going off to look at a bridge. He said there is a bridge on the way.\n\nIt rained on the fish boil, and they held it anyway, under a tarp. R. had the whitefish and mine.\n"
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- id: journal-2026-08-20
  kind: journal_entry
  about: [ray]
  date: 2026-08-20 21:30
  body: |
    Forty-nine years. Ephraim, two nights, room 6. We have decided this is the last time for a while: next August is spoken for.

    He asked what I wanted for the fiftieth. I said Sogndal, and for him to walk up the hill with me this time instead of going off to look at a bridge. He said there is a bridge on the way.

    It rained on the fish boil, and they held it anyway, under a tarp. R. had the whitefish and mine.