An Elephant Named Donna
An Elephant Named Donna
When I was 3 months old, my father bought me an
elephant named Donna. We kept her in our two-acre yard in Orange, Connecticut. My only “memories" of Donna are from other people's stories: the enormous piles of dung my brothers had to shovel, the time she ate my mother's rose bushes, her “bedroom" fashioned out of a converted garage. My father was a diesel truck mechanic and my mother a homemaker. We weren't rich, just
working-class people. “Love makes you do crazy things,' my father liked to say. -Judith Nacca
Saturday, February 18 2023 Sunday, February 192023
When I was 3 months old, my father bought me an
elephant named Donna. We kept her in our two-acre yard in Orange, Connecticut. My only “memories" of Donna are from other people's stories: the enormous piles of dung my brothers had to shovel, the time she ate my mother's rose bushes, her “bedroom" fashioned out of a converted garage. My father was a diesel truck mechanic and my mother a homemaker. We weren't rich, just
working-class people. “Love makes you do crazy things,' my father liked to say. -Judith Nacca
Saturday, February 18 2023 Sunday, February 192023
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