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I know you’re on the inside . . . lookin’ out.

Many years ago, I found a picture of my godfather giving me a gift.

Papa Danny

It’s weird, because it isn’t a book.  He and his wife always gave me books.  She was a librarian, he was a teacher.  The book I most remember, because I read it roughly 50,000 times, and because I still own it today, its edges worn and frayed, its hard cover that maybe used to be black now some sort of greenish-grey, was Shel Silverstein’s A Light in the Attic.

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