Better Late than Never — Road Leading Home
Toe-head me, about age three “For your 16th birthday, I’ll take you to the opera,” my father told the three-year-old towhead girl whirling around the living room with a handkerchief in her hand, mimicking the sounds and movements of La Bohème on the snowy TV-screen. With only four channels to choose from, Chrissy usually selected…
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