When on a search for some ancestry material I came across these two poems, which were written by my maternal grandfather when he was in my current hometown to visit relatives in the nineteen forties. He lived in north Jersey at the time. I really wonder who he was writing about. His name is Aurelius A. Drake - nickname "Real" - and he alludes to himself in the Barbara poem. She was 10 and I would have been 11 when he wrote it but, today, I cannot figure out who she could have been. He was blind at the time so I don't know who typed this.
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