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Yes, I seem to remember that Debbie was never shy about insulting everyone within earshot, including Panama Shari as well as myself, and I imagine that the favor would be returned by Shari, who always was so unbelievably arrogant and rude given that we all know that it was she was got herself expelled in the first place. I cannot afford to go around insulting and screaming and publicly criticizing people, given my shaky and penurious position in society, which is why I generally seek to avoid these disgruntled whiners such as Debbie and Darlene. I think that if Darlene wants to rip Debbie I think that she should do the job herself and not expect me to do the job for her. Just leave me out of it. I really don't understand what Darlene was thinking. I just wasn't that important.

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Yes, it is a bit confusing, these dreary Panama dogs pretending to be somehow connected to me. Aren't those pompous Canal Zone dogs just the most pretentious whiners you ever did see? Just look at that shrill hag Shari, for example. And these Southern rollers pretending to be the sole representatives of the country nation. Uhh.... not really. I shouldn't have to argue this point. The Civil War ended a long time ago. Anyway, the Cranfords can just put my check in the mail because really there is no reason for me to ever go there to be abused by them. They can always get my address from public records to mail me my check which is the only thing I care about getting, which is my due inheritance maybe someday unless I die first or get disinherited or something. Whatever.

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I do recall that while I was in high school Eugenia, who had been our maid in Mexico, stopped at our house in San Salvador to visit us. She had traveled to Panama for some reason and was returning from there, I cannot imagine why or who she would have known there. Panama, in my experience, has only minor significance as a Canal Zone especially now that everyone can just fly or truck and avoid the hassle of having to spend all that time navigating through the locks to get from the East to West Coast or vice versa. Really, who cares? Anyway, I don't see Panama applying for U.S. statehood any time soon so why should Panama get all these privileges it really doesn't deserve while U.S. citizens living abroad elsewhere get bumped to pump up the Canal Zone? Yes, I suppose that Panama could be an interesting cruise vacation for some rich people. I can sort of see why the Canal Zone might have seemed very important in the 19th century but a hundred years later I don't know how important that still is for the rest of us. Maybe we don't really need the Canal Zone anyway. Anyway, I can easily forget the Panama Zone ever existed because I was never there and don't really know anything about it. It just wasn't that important to me.

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The way you yap about making me pay the price, it makes me think that you know something more about Freddie Freeloader than I ever did. Fred never meant that much to me. You must have confusedly mistaken me for someone connected to the Anderson family, whose famous ancestor Tom was among the notorious freeloaders who rode the rails and got saved only after an accomplished life of crime and prison to repent of. Well, you have a very backhanded of explaining that as I had never even heard of that Tom Anderson until after getting myself slammed by those stupid Anderson dogs Jill and Sue. Well, people who live in glass houses shouldn't be throwing stones, as the saying goes, which applies as much to the Jack and Jill Anderson as to anyone.

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Coincidentally, Eugenia's name appears in the diaries of my great-grandmother because she came up to the United States with us during a vacation that year and was recorded in the diaries as playing games with the Butterfield cousins while we were somewhere else. She also appears in the U.S. a few years later when we were on furlough. What Eugenia and the Butterfields were conspiring behind our backs I really don't know. Great-grandmother does not explain it very clearly, just mentions her name as having been there. It is a bit annoying the way these Mexicans always have a way of trying to make us feel guilty about something, as if we owe them everything just because we were there. Well, it is more complicated than that.

Coincidentally, some distant cousin of my great-grandmother was married to a certain Mr. Price but I really wouldn't be able to explain that. You would have to ask someone else because I really don't know those people.

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Yes, I really don't remember where we got those books written by Eugenia Price which I read during high school. The locale for those novels was St. Simons Island, Georgia, and gave a fictional treatment to the lives of the pioneer families who settled that area. You can't really tell from fiction who's who and what's what. To me it was a pleasant read but not really a reason to go there. And why would my fiction reading habits matter in the least? I cannot imagine why that would matter, just because one lady in the book gives her friend a beautiful crystal bird, which is almost the only thing I remember about that book.

Which reminds me that our maid during the year that we lived in Guadalajara, Mexico, was also named Eugenia. She had come from her hometown was a small town just north of Acapulco. I really don't know very much about her life later, just that she married there in Mexico and had two sons.

I really don't see much connection there. Eugenia just wasn't that important to me. Even so, these Mexicans are always finagling and conniving to get the most out of any white American connections they might have, regardless of how transient and tenuous. Too bad she wasn't lucky enough to marry an American politico from some hotshot powerful family. With a political husband attached to the U.S. presidency, can you imagine what she might be able to get for Mexican benefit? The sky is the limit I would imagine.

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Anyway, you underestimate my intelligence if you imagine that I would want to learn more about the drug-dealing criminal antics that actually landed Jack and Lisa in prison. I somehow doubt that just having five children explains the existence of prison records with the names of Jack and Lisa attached. Anyway, I really wouldn't know anything about that. Not to be mean or anything but I really don't care what they do.