Swallow Rock again, looking north again over the curve in the Snake River. The hill beyond the rock is also famous for the highway that descended to Lewiston from the Palouse through for the car sick – like my Aunt Annie – a dizzying sequence of hairpin curves. Dear old Aunt Annie Crabby was my first connection with a victim of phobias, some of which I would later learned to share with her.

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