From Our Mary To Me

I.      As a child, Mary Callahan admired      storybook orphans:      Anne of Green Gables, Uncle Frank’s Mary,            transported      from mingey asylums to wide-hearted strangers      from skimpy wincey dresses to puff-sleeved splendors      from boiled turnips to chocolate sweeties.      And noticing that...

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