Do you remember your first pop up, Disney or Golden Book adventure? Do you recall the crinkle of crisp wrapping paper and the smell of freshly turned pages? Mom took care of her mother, who was bedfast, when I was a youngster. She'd watch me play with my yard sale treasures and we watched game shows. A surprise package came for me.
She had mail ordered A giant book suited to hold pictures of a long necked giraffe with the same name as me spelled backwards. I sounded out S-i-r-h-c. And realized for the first time my first name has a silent H.
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