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Prolix as I am, I frequently can recall things I might have said but didn't - after mailing letters, so, having caught this one in time will say that I actually listened to All that Tricky Dick had to say on the night of April 30, when he was supposed to reveal all. Anyone familiar with his tricks 'way back would know that he didn't or wouldn't reveal all. I usually avoid his talks, but this time I listened and later told several people I know that he told us nothing new. I grated as you undoubtedly did, when he finished with the "God Bless You All, God Bless America," yet I knew that many Americans can't get enough of it. I remember one of those snake oil peddler-types selling some kind of junk to the migrant fruit worker types on the Skid Road of Sacramento, who would say to every ignorant purchaser, "God Bless You." On the S. P. we used to go up the Sacramento Valley out of Roseville (the site of a recent large explosion), passing Marysville on the way. Marysville, another town where fruit pickers congregate, is where many of the murder victims came from. On the way up to the division point of Gerber I noticed some oast -1943 - houses (the kind I had wanted you to see that day in Kent, but which are almost extinct now, many converted at great cost to homes), and naturally, saw hop fields. I wrote to my wife then to tell her, as we hadn't moved from our flat at 6010 Union Ave., just a few blocks from Green Street.