Betty and Carl Carmer were like grandparents to me and my sisters. They tolerated all sorts of childish games like mad chases around the Octagon House.They also tolerated various hi-jinks from my father and his brother, William D. Bowen. Betty sketched him at a New Years Eve party in the 1940s, and wrote the jocular comment: Too bad you don't really look like this, because to me it looks like someone I'd like to know.
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