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Betsy and Joe

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Maud Hart Lovelace
Maud Hart Lovelace

Maud Hart Lovelace was an American author renowned for her contributions to children's literature, particularly her 'Betsy-Tacy' series, which chronicles the lives of two childhood friends. Born on April 25, 1892, in Mankato, Minnesota, she spent her life in the Upper Midwest, which informed her writing. She passed away on March 11, 1980. more

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