My brother was the best toy my parents ever gave me. He was born the summer after I completed first grade. You could hold him and feed him. You could dress him in doll clothes. Whatever you did, he loved it and came back for more. Here I apparently put him in the laundry hamper that was in the hall closet of our Levittown Pennsylvania home. He seems to have liked that too. | Click image for Comments.
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