Barely visible in the upper left-hand corner of this cover page, is the inscription: Shannon 1954. At age three, I couldn't read yet, but I leafed through the pages of this little book until it was dog-eared, and I pestered Mom to the point of apoplexy, having her read it to me, over, and over, and over! Within a year, I was diagnosed with polio, and this little book came in mighty handy. The relationship I enjoyed because of this little book offered a hope, a peace, and a contentment I wouldn't have had otherwise. 55 years later, it still does. STC :)
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