When I was a little girl, I had a rocking chair that was white with a gold eagle on the back of it. That was my favorite possession along with my Baby Tender love and my Chrissy doll, both of which suffered horrid haircuts at my hands.
I am not sure what happened to my rocking chair because my mom was a chronic cleaner and gave everything away that was not used anymore. So, my doll house, my rocking chair, my first bike and Baby Tender Love are are lost on the horizon and have probably long made their way to the dump or have seen many trips to the Goodwill bin as families use and discard my childhood favorites. Ouch.
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