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Jane Landers
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Children's author of mystical stories of adventure involving fairies, bumblebees, and yes, even a pet gnat and stinkbugs!
Children's author of mystical stories of adventure involving fairies, bumblebees, and yes, even a pet gnat and stinkbugs!

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Abe's favorite! ❤🎶
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Filmed out at my kids house in Arlington AZ
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Tutu’s, Dress-up, Baby Dolls, Barney

Hello World! And out she came without a moment’s hesitation, as a Hawaiian shirt flew through the room catching her in the nick of time! Surprising us all!

Echoing only moments before, “Honey you are going to have to hold it. The doctor is on his way.” This little one was ready for her grand entrance into this great big wide world of; three dogs, big brother, super happy papa, grandma & pa, and her mommy, me (howling with joy and pain), scared and elated all at the same time…all waiting to greet her.

On an evening within only two weeks before Lindy was born, PBS aired a show, The Story of Charles Lindbergh, about the first solo transatlantic flight in his plane, Spirit of St. Louis. The press named him, “Lucky Lindy.” Immediately her name while she was inside my belly went from Libby to Lindy as I yelled, “Mark! I know her name!” And if that didn’t top off the anticipated arrival of our baby girl, the timing of going into labor did! I’m not sure exactly, but I do know that while having the best pizza, Uno’s, and or even a little later that night while watching Law & Order, I was in full labor on the night of my birthday! What a gift!

Lindy Jane Landers, Sister, Lindy Lou, ninny (among a few), came into the world when she was ready, in her own timing, one of where you knew she was coming but the how’s and timing was all up to her and always will be. She has been one that needed to be dragged along kicking and screaming, even hanging onto for dear life: a truck door, a leg(grandma’s, mine, her dads…), her brother, whatever she could grab hold of if she wasn’t ready for what was next. As with her birth, gracefully almost unexpectedly, she slid right on through, seamlessly, ready to take life head on, the timing was hers and hers alone. It’s a delicate balance and a dance not of a minuet or rumba, more like a mambo with a delightful lift of a waltz watching her grow-up.

The excitement of the birth, the few weeks afterwards, and the love I feel towards my daughter reminds me of all the 25 years that have passed. It feels good to embrace these moments all over again.

Knowing Lindy since a wee little belly, to a wee little baby girl, over the years, and then some, she is one amazing bundle of joy! Running through my mind today especially are thoughts of Lindy Jane being very little and the immense LOVE that has grown between us. This LOVE is all I could have ever dreamt of since I first sang to her in my belly and held her in my arms. From her laughs and giggles, running around the farm butt naked, dressing up her brothers in all her princess gowns (with her favorite being, Belle from Beauty and the Beast), tutu’s and dress-up shoes, getting Abe stuck in her baby doll high chair, watching endless Barney shows, carrying Barney all over town with us like a baby doll, coercing her to get in a cab to go see the Empire State Building, seeing her go by on her bike with Chrysanthemum(her RAT) riding on her shoulder, dressing up Webster(her Jack Russell Terrier dog) in every Build a Bear outfit, hours and hours of shopping (especially for all the HS dances), watching this little mighty thing attack the volleyball in HS to seeing her standing at my work off of 3rd Ave. after taking a subway train and a bus all by herself in NYC, I am forever astounded and am feeling that I am the LUCKY one.

“There really are places in the heart you don’t even know exist until you love a child.” ~Anne Lamott.

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My very first byline and collaboration in an article posted today on our website! BTW, the Cocktail and Conversation NYWICI event, wonderful.
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I am looking forward to attending this phenomenal event. I can't wait to see who the honorees are for this year!
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May You See Me
The Hamptons May You See Me May you see me in the colors of a budding flower, deep shades of purple, flickers of white, peering out on the tip of a stem. May you see me in the shapes of the wispy clouds, floating by gently, whispering to you “hello”. May yo...
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September 13, 1966
Roald Dahl celebrated his 50th birthday.
Born on September 13, 1916 in Llandaff, Cardiff, United Kingdom, Children's author Roald Dahl wrote the kids' classics Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and James and the Giant Peach, among other famous works.
Roald Dahl had finished work on The Magic Finger, previously known as The Almost Ducks, in 1962 but the original publishers feared the story would offend the powerful US gun lobby and sat on the finished manuscript for three years until their option to publish expired.
Finally in 1966, Harper & Row published his story.
The narrator is an unnamed eight-year-old girl who hates hunting, particularly from the neighbouring Gregg family.
"I can't stand hunting. I just can't stand it. It doesn't seem right to me that men and boys should kill animals just for the fun they get out of it.", says the girl
She tries to talk the Greggs out of it, but either they laugh at her, or they ignore her completely. The girl possesses an ability known as the Magic Finger, which is triggered whenever she gets upset and sees red.
The next day the Greggs wake up as tiny people with bird wings replacing their arms and their house is taken over by four human-size ducks with human arms instead of wings. The Greggs are forced to leave and build a nest in one of the trees in their garden where they spend the night. The next morning they wake up to find the large ducks with the Greggs' guns standing under their tree, threatening to shoot in the same way that they have shot ducks. Mrs Gregg begs the ducks not to kill her, her husband or their children, right before one of the ducks speaks to them, revealing that her own children were killed by the Greggs on their last hunting trip. The Greggs promise never to hunt again and the spell is broken, with the Greggs changed back into normal humans and the ducks returning to normal.
In 2016 the Oxford English dictionary has paid tribute to Robert Dahl adding words as frightsome, scrummy, scrumptious, scrumdiddlyumptious, splendiferous, and splendiferousness to the revised edition celebrating the 100th anniversary of his birthday.
Full biography of Roald Dahls at
http://www.biography.com/people/roald-dahl-9264648

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