| I never played much with dolls as a young girl. Living on a farm with an older brother and his friends as playmates, I grew up a tomboy. A cane pole over my shoulder and a bucket of worms swinging from the bail of a Karo syrup bucket, I would pound the dusty trail with them to the catfish pond. But the year I turned twelve, dolls played an important part in my life, providing a memory I will always hold dear. |
