I don’t know why or how it happened, but sometime in my 5th grade year I went from a Hello Kitty-loving 10-year-old to the ultimate Shirley Temple mega fan.
It was strange, since I had no real connection to the Roosevelt administration, black and white movies, or adorable tap-dancing curly haired girls, but something about Shirley Temple made me feel like things were OK in the world, around the time things started changing a lot in my family. [Read more…]
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