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  • You could be anything you wanted!
    A proper lady at tea, a mama with a brood, a mysterious woman with her hat cocked over one eye.

    As small girls, our imaginations ran wild, along with us,
    when we dragged the "dress up" box down from the attic,
    full of dresses, hats, shoes, purses and jewelry!

    So, it was no wonder
    that when we all returned to the old haunts that summer,
    when we spent time together on Aunt Clara's farm,
    we dragged the dress up box (still there!) out onto the lawn
    and had great fun!
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