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Seeking reprieve from his ailment, George Weeks spent several months in a California sanatorium, only to find that the effects of confining together a group suffering invalids was anything but healing. . . . those nights—oh those nights! Those nightmare nights! How can they be described? Most of the patients retired by nine o'clock, and then until morning there was an almost constant chorus of coughing from the sleeping rooms. First the occupant of one cubicle, often enough myself, would have a paroxysm. It would be answered from another cubicle far down the hall. Then another in another direction would join in, and back and forth the pulmonary sphere would be tossed all night, making sound sleep impossible even for those not suffering from such attacks. . .George Weeks found greater relief for his lungs as a bee-keeper and cattle-rancher in the San Bernardino Valley, which he reveals in his 1928 memoir California Copy. |
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