Memories. And, Cracked Gets Around

Earlier today I left my apartment and stopped short at the elevator. For a minute, I was transported to childhood, back to the apartment my grandmother lived in when I was small.  I could see and smell it as clearly as I could then.  And I haven’t set foot in that place in 30 years […]

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My beautiful great-niece Abigail

Cracked, as brought to you by babies and other mammals

It all started in winter of 2016, when my great-niece Abigail Leslie was having a gander at her parents’ copy of Cracked.   I stole this picture from her parents, and posted it on my Author Facebook page (www.facebook.com/barbra.leslie/).  I let it be known that I would love to see other babies holding Cracked.  Or […]

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