Sunday Serenity #115

Remembering the joys of care-free play.

I'm about five or six here and holding my favorite baby doll, Roger, sitting on our swing-set teeter-totter. The building in the background is the Mark Morris High School which I would attend about ten years after this picture was taken.

I so loved that doll. It was more than a doll. He was my baby. Many years before this picture was taken Roger wore a dress (and a girl's name) and was my Mom's prized possession. When Mom presented the doll to me, I named him Roger after the ten-month old cousin I'd just met, so Mom made him red coureroy overalls and a red plaid flannel shirt.