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Harold Kerr posing in front of his adobe style house. He wanted to stand near his address, so that I would remember. This was my first and only time I met Harold. He was a very nice and considerate man. I'm thankful to my Grandmother for looking him up for me. Harold drove me up to Mesa Verde in his station wagon and nearly scared me to death, driving up that narrow winding mountain rode. Harold made my trip very memorable.
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