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“Velveteen: The Real Girl Short Fiction Collection: A Short Fiction Collection, By: Velveteen” is the story of a young Woman who travels back in time to 1983 San Francisco, where she descends into the seedy underground circuit. She subsequently triumphs over her "Manager” (Lil Boochie), as well as the symbolic representation of Pure Evil embodied in the character Jackie_drew. In the end, Velveteen goes on to find Love and Redemption at an eponymously-named Chicken Sandwich Restaurant.
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"Orchid boutonnieres"
A Wedding to Remember
Barnstable Patriot, September 28, 1978
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'Twas a joyous happening last Friday morning at St. Mary's Episcopal Church when
Berton Phinney, 84, and
Mrs. Catherine Edson, a sprightly 78 (widow and widower), both of Centerville, became husband and wife in a touching wedding ceremony performed by the
Rev. David W. Myers.
Attending the bride was
Mary Stack of Centerville, and best man was the bride's son,
Bernard Linehan of Sandwich.
Other children of the bride and their spouses in attendance were:
daughter
Catherine (Mrs. Red Chase) of St. Simon Island, Ga.,
daughter
Joan (Mrs. Larry Chafe) of Bridgewater.
Grandchildren of the bride attending were
Michael Chafe,
Sherry Romanovitz of South Yarmouth,
Mrs. Bruce
Holly Ellis and their daughter
Hannah, a great grandchild; and
Elaine Cestaro of East Dennis.
Among others at the wedding were a nephew, Ronald Stankus of Brockton; a friend,
Barbara Winslow of Vermont;
Perry Phinney of Nccdham, a daughterin-law of the bridegroom; and
Rose Beaumont,
Harriet Hall and
Catherine Borden of the Home Health Aide Board of Cape Cod where the new Mrs. Phinney has served for the past 12 years and p lans to continue that service.
Mr. Phinney is a retired civil engineer. Because of travel distances and work schedules, his children were unable to attend.
Beautiful orchid boutonnieres worn by the nuptial couple were the gift of
Nelson Stone of Barnstable.
A wedding breakfast was held at
Eli's Cape Shore Restaurant in East Sandwich.
Mr. and Mrs. Phinney are making their home on Blueberry Hill Road, Centerville.

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Dreamstory, Chapter Three: Unitarian Church

UNITARIAN CHURCH
Barnstable Patriot, May 23, 1968
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Speaker for the 11 a.m. service of the Unitarian Church May 26 will be Louis Jacobucci, executive director of MSPCC, who has been chairman of the social concerns committee of the church and is chairman of the prudential committee. Among other activities are membership in Hyannis Rotary; he is also vice president of Cape Cod Community Council and chairman of Community Action Committee of Cape Cod.

"So, look. Miss Andrews."

"Yes."

"You understand this is a very serious charge to bring against anyone."

"Yes."

"Let alone your own brother."

"Yes."

"It never happened."

"Well, actually, it kind of totally did."

"You are deluded."

"Well, that may be, but I would submit that my mental health history is a result of having stuff like that done to me in the first place."

"You lie."

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Dreamstory, Chapter One: What Happens At The End
By Velveteen Andrews

"What?!"

"I didn't say anything."

"How can you say such a thing?"

"I'm not going through this again."

"What do you mean?"

"All this -- denial. I'm done. I'm just going to say exactly what happened as I remember it."

"It never happened!"

"The reason I know it happened is that I renember it. I was eight years old. My brother was twelve years old. I was able to recover the date because I remember at some point in the week preceding the event, our father for some reason had told us, I'm going to be speaking at the Unitarian Church this Sunday at 11:00. It did not seem weird to me at the time, because he was always out of the house anyway. Plus all he used to when he was home was harangue me, so good."

"You lie."

"In fact, I remember thinking, it made sense that he would get something going on Sundays, because that was the only time he was ever even around anymore. Weekdays he was working, of course, and weeknights he was always at one of his many, many important community ...

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