Hey, you know The Writer's sister?Of course I know her! Patricia bought me from the toy store in Bristol, Virginia. Her grandmother gave her money and out of all the toys, Pat chose me. That was in 1955. A few years later The Writer found me stuffed in Pat's toy box--I just asked if you knew her! Not a memoir! Sheesh! [Black cloud of silence]Oh, don't be mad. Listen, The Writer took a picture of
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