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March 08, 2021

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When I was a kid, my Father knew someone who took our Amazon parrot Laddie on the Romper Room as entertainment, to talk & sing. Not me, but my parrot! By the way, Laddie sat there and didn't utter a sound.

Never heard her say my name, and sure never heard my abhorred legal name, just a few variations.

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