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When I was a kid living in Reno the girl a couple doors down from me invited me to her Birthday party. If I had been Dennis the menace . . . this girl would have been Margaret. The last Birthday party I wanted to go to was this girl’s party . . . but being five years old I was told I had to go . . .

So we headed off to town to buy a present. Now I wanted to get her the big yellow Tonka dump truck but mom said the Kitchen Play Ware set was a better gift for a girl and besides it was in a big pink box. We got it home and wrapped it in more pink paper ready for tomorrow’s festivities.

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