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From: Steve Taylor [mailto:spt@thetaylorcompany.net]
Sent: Tuesday, November 23, 2004 3:08 PM
To: Bill Taylor (E-mail); David Taylor (E-mail); Tom Taylor (E-mail)
Subject: las cruces And a blast from the past. The tear drop. This one is in pretty good shape. People still use them.

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The perfect desert set up. A permanent patio. A sun-shade for the motorhome. A parking spot for the
car. A shed. No unnecessary buildings. Just pull in. Pull out.

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Got another visit with David and Nina. Drove into town and hung out at the
apartment building, Pebble Run, with them. Nice place. The old unoccupied
units are gross, but they refurbish each unit as it vacates. The cleaned up
units are very friendly and comfortable. They seem so familiar. I
delivered newspapers every morning to places just like this. One-story
buildings on each side. Two story in the back. Courtyard enclosed on three
sides. Palm trees. Side walks. Bushes. Patio. Not scary at all. Judy
and I would have been delighted to find an apartment this nice we could
afford back when we were living in apartments. Judy still poops out early in the day, but she continues to improve. It
should be weeks before she has all her energy back.

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Next day. South again. Through the high Arizona desert. Climb the hill
past Sunset Crater. Topping out at Flagstaff. Seven thousand feet. Down
Interstate 17. Downhill to Phoenix. Pioneer RV Resort on the north side.
Seventy-five degrees. Just right. Called brother David. He is here in Phoenix working on his property. We
got to spend the evening with David and Nina. Nice visit. Caught a desert
sunset. It’s a very birdy place here. There are a few birds around where we’re
parked. But a five minute walk away, in the arroyo, is a garden. A garden
of native plants. And native birds. Doves by the hundreds. Inca doves are
quiet when they take off. Mourning doves’ wings chirp when they fly off.
Hundreds of Gamble’s quail with their little thundering wings when they
flush. Hummingbirds. Ravens. A curve-billed thrasher. Goldfinches.
Cactus Wrens. White-crowned sparrows. Cardinals. A canyon towhee.