The child’s hand,cast in plaster of Paris, a simple thing, flour, water, and ten minutes is all.
Listen to Va Boyle’s reading along with instrumentalist, Lois J. Henrickson (Lytingale)
Because the main character of every story does not need to be a person, I will tell you about them. They are two,
For half an hour, The Kuklapolitans brought us together; my father and neighbor kids who would pile in around the 12” Zenith.
For my 6th birthday, my Father made them of scrap wood—two by fours, both four feet long, with chocks of wood to stand on.