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It was a warm day in late June of 1964, and the Randy household was full even so Randy and Susan themselves were not yet home. They had six children together and were about to bring home their seventh. Randy II, the oldest of the lot at age nineteen, had moved out on his own a few years earlier and had already visited his parents and the new arrival at the hospital. Still waiting at home were Randys III-VII, with Randy III being very nearly of age to move out, himself. But so long as he was still there, he was in charge of looking after his younger siblings while Randy and Susan were away. He was fourteen, the next in line being Randy IV, who was twelve, followed by Randy V at eight, and Randy VI at five. The youngest in the household, at least for the moment, was Randy VII, who was only three.