
I was reminded this morning of my old doll that I had as a child. Her name was Pork & Beans. Obviously, I loved pork and beans so much as a child that I named my favorite doll after the food. When I was 6 years old, I had the doll sitting on the space heater in our home when my older sister turned it on.
The doll's leg melted and of course I totally fell apart, crying and carrying on so. My mom was a quick thinker though. She promptly bandaged her foot and leg with gauze and tape just like the doctor would do it and I took care of her for the rest of my childhood.
I kep

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