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Sweet Cortina
This sweet little doll has watched over me from my bookshelf for much of my life. I received her from a dear friend more than 40 years ago. Her felt headdress is tattered, and one arm hangs at an odd angle after enduring being boxed and moved to a new home several times and falling…
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My Hair Changed Me
Recently I ran into an acquaintance I hadn’t seen in a few years. He looked so perplexed when I enthusiastically greeted him. After I reintroduced myself, he noted my hair was different. We talked for a few minutes and parted. A few days later I saw him again, this time in a there were a…