Childhood Memory

When I was growing up, each of us kids in my family had a special Christmas nite light. This sweet angel was mine. She hasn’t worked for years and I spent some time today trying to get her to work to no avail. I think I need to take her apart and completely rewire her. I’m putting her on my bureau anyway because her face is just so sweet. She makes me smile.

nitelight

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