My earliest memory of this love is a collection of memories sort of compiled together in my mind of 1984, when I was 3 years old (for most of the year). I would wake up (in my Smurfs footsie PJs or some other cute pj outfit) as my older brother was getting up and ready to go to school; he was in the 3rd grade. I remember KNOWING that he was
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