This is the birthday present my granddaughter Katherine gave me for my birthday. A stuffed likeness of me with a head in the shape of a heart, mischievous-looking button eyes, a large grin, and superhero-style eyeglasses. If that is how my granddaughter sees me – a happy, regally crowned hero who is all heart – I don’t mind growing old one bit!
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