2019 September

26 September 2019
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I Stole a Baby Doll When I Was 3 and Had to Return it. That’s All.

My grandmother walked me into the dark, cool Five & Dime in Pendleton, Indiana, and let me roam while she bought some embroidery thread.  The man behind the counter smiled and chatted with me—a little visitor from out of town in 1949.  Afterwards, we walked to the nearby grocery store, her holding my right hand.  […]

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