During the dark days of the Great Depression, Providence sent us a wonderful gift: a darling little girl with saucy curls all around her head, a dimpled, cheerful smile and talent for singing and dancing. Not to forget, she could really act, too. When she turned on the tears, you forgot about your own troubles and sympathized with the character she was playing. She was a wonder!
Today is her birthday. She is eighty-two years old! And I hope she has many more, and that they are good ones.
It's time that we received something equally wonderful!
Instead of crime, violence and the crap that we get today on TV and elsewhere, we need a healthy shot in the arm of up-lifting ideas. There must be some creative brains out there that are hiding their light under a bushel.
We don't need another Shirley Temple, of course. I hope that what it is that we so desperately need is on its way to us as I write this. I don't know what or who it will be, though.
I'll be patiently waiting.
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