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TES7 Session 310 January 9, 1967
Keck
Caroline
Pomerantz
Louis
Brooklyn
– The Early Sessions: Book 7 of The Seth Material
– © 2014 Laurel Davies-Butts
– Session 310 January 9, 1967 9 PM Monday
(The envelope object for tonight was a card sent to Jane by Caroline Keck, conservator of paintings for the Brooklyn Museum, in 1964. See page 230.
(See page 230. The object is a card, blank on the reverse side, written to Jane by Caroline Keck, conservator of the Brooklyn Museum; it was mailed to Jane in early August, along with a copy of the book, Is Your Contemporary Painting More Temporary Than You Think? and a mimeographed list of various addresses furnishing technical help and supplies regarding the conservation of paintings. The list was also compiled by Caroline Keck; the book by Louis Pomerantz.
(“Black print or lettering or writing in a right hand corner, extending outward toward the center.” See page 230. Jane said this data is correct, in that it referred to the Brooklyn Museum and Caroline Keck by name on the object, in the upper left corner. To Jane, this reading matter does project toward the center of the object.
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TES5 Session 233 February 14, 1966
Linda
six
wedding
groom
marriage
– The Early Sessions: Book 5 of The Seth Material
– © 2013 Laurel Davies-Butts
– Session 233 February 14, 1966 9 PM Monday as Scheduled
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As stated, the object is the front page of the announcement of the marriage of my brother Loren’s daughter, Linda, to Dennis Murray of Brooklyn, NY.
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(“An entrance,” Linda, a Protestant, married a Catholic in a Brooklyn church.
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My brother and his wife traveled to Brooklyn by bus to attend the marriage.
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TPS1 Introduction By Rob Butts
Laurel
Ed
hawk
Walt
wife
– The Personal Sessions: Book 1 of The Deleted Seth Material
– © 2016 Laurel Davies-Butts
– Introduction By Rob Butts
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At suppertime that night I received a telephone call from Ed Robbins, an old friend I’d gone to art school with in Brooklyn, New York before World War II.
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