The orange racing cars in the picture are Formula 1 Grand Prix McLarens... perhaps M14As from 1970. The drivers may be Dan Gurney and Peter Gethin (Denis Hulme wore a white helmet with two black stripes). The red car with the gold nose is a Lotus 72, perhaps driven by Jochen Rindt, although the helmet does not look like Rindt's. It is not the early part of the season, because the Lotus 72 was only raced in the latter part of the season (Lotus raced the older model 49B [?] in the early races of 1970, including the Monaco GP where Jochen Rindt passed Jack Brabham at the last corner of the last lap to take the win. I think video of this is available on YouTube.com).
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When Clyde got loose, I forgot to ask Clyde to sit. He did come home both times, but I got really upset. I'm fragile, and I get stuck, paralyzed, and afraid under stress, although I usually do cope fine... even when I came home yesterday and found three cop cars at Doghouse. The back door was not locked or latched, and I guess a dog pushed it, and that set off the alarm. The cops were nice, except that they pepper-sprayed Clyde and Luna even though the dogs were on the other side of a wrought-iron fence. Of couse, I did not criticize the cop who confessed to this. Police brutality!
I worry about money. I guess I worry about money more than anything else. Don't worry; be happy! Maybe my father's wishes will come true and the house that he bought in 1956 will go to Bruce and me. Money can reduce worry.
Carol, our father's third wife, badgered my father unmercifully about the disposition of the house. At first, Dad did a will giving the house to his kids as soon as Carol died... but Carol put the screws to him so the time period was extended and extended... finally to the point that Carol was granted life tenancy.
Even then, she should have been only trustee of the house, not owner, and she should not have taken out a $41,000 mortgage on the property.
Carol got the money, reducing the value of the property. She stole from Joy, Bruce, and me. Joy died, so it didn't affect her.... she never liked Carol, and I should have trusted Joy's feelings more. I hate Carol. And I blame my dad for marrying her and giving in to her pressure.
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