The Blurb

The STORY of a girl named Candy and her love of a calf named BERRY. We follow their adventures on the Wisconsin DAIRY farm where they live, as recorded in Candy’s DIARY. Funny, heartfelt, a tale you will want to read again and again.

Georg’ann

Last night I opened a box
more like falling through a portal.
Inside a well worn babydoll
hair shorn to stumbled dots.
On her side a large calico heart
shaped PATCH, a tug of war injury.
Immediately transported to 1974
and the fight in the back seat
of my uncle’s wood paneled
Buick Estate Wagon
as my cousin attempted
to take possession of my baby.
Rip. Oh the fury and tears.

Next to the doll was a wrapper
from a FLAME red 100 GRAND candy bar.
I think it was a souvenir
from seeing Sinbad and the Seven Seas
at the Princess Theater.
So many sweet trinkets and bits of detritus,
whose symbolic meanings were long gone.

Under the rubble, a pink satin DIARY
with a tiny silver key attached by a very thin cord.
Amusing to think of lock and key
kept together all these years.
For a little girl the fun was in the action
of turning the key to guard or reveal
the secrets contained within.

It would be many years ahead
that significant practices
of protection were necessary
for my inner realm.

Heather