The year was 1973. She was three years old and already had a a sense of style. She loved wearing those orange clogs with socks. No matter what dress or what outfit she had on she insisted on her clogs. "Please Mommy," she would say when I would tell her that she was wearing her tennis shoes. I almost always gave in and let her wear her clogs. Jeannette was my living doll. I miss her so much.
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