Mom didn't believe in cable television, consequently my little sister Jessica and I could be found, perched somewhere, immersed in a book. We read in the big cherry tree, we read on the porch of our tree house and we read on top of the pony barn. If I am able to write successfully today, I know the seeds of that dream were sown years ago no less than 10 feet off the ground.
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