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I been all over—with the Wobblies, you see. Before I come here, that is.

What did you used to do?

Cherries an’ hops—melons down in the Imperial an’ oranges down South an’ the railroad an’ the oilfields. Before I come here. When I come here I just stayed. Maybe I was gettin’ tired of bummin’. Now I’m tired of this. But I don’t mind.

Well, don’t get too tired of it. I’m net a bit strong for moving myself. I had all I want of that in my time.

I guess you have.

I wonder what you think of me coming all the way up here like I did, all by myself, to marry a man I ain’t never seen, only his photograph.

You couldn’t have picked a better man.