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Doc Gailey's Twin Daughters Wish Him Happy Birthday

Mineral Wells Index, Mineral Wells, Texas

November 14, 1968

Although Dock Gailey is past 39, he is still having birthdays. The latest was on November 8, and as usual he received birthday cards from his identical twin daughters, Mrs. Maedelle Carlyle and Mrs. Vernelle Rowbury.

Now there isn’t anything strange about a father receiving birthday cards from his daughters but even though his daughters are miles apart when that time of year arrives, they nearly always send identical cards – even though they have not talked or written to each other about it.


There is an an old saying about identical twins thinking alike and this coincidence makes you wonder if there is any truth to it.


In 1959, Vernelle lived in Sacramento, California and Maedelle lived in Clovis, New Mexico. In 1961, Vernelle lived in Raleigh, North Carolina and Maedelle lived in Lawton, Oklahome – and both times Dock received identical cards. Well.

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