…speaking for this reviewer, though I’m sure that many folks
out there may agree…ya' know?? It’s a crying shame sometimes, this thing we call ‘growing
up’…
…as children, we are so innocently impressionable…naively
coercive…easily convinced, without questioning. We’d soak up information,
faster than a sponge, and at the same time, took things at absolute face value,
‘cause of course, there was no way that the elders and parental guidance around
us, who in our eyes were the all-encompassing epitome of wisdom, love and
knowledge, would exude anything false…not withstanding of course, at such a
young, tender and unassuming age, that the concept of lies and falsehoods were even
considered, as such behaviors are learned, rather than inherited. Yes, without
question, God was ‘up there’ in the starry heavens, looking down upon our every
move…..Santa somehow managed to get those presents under the tree, every year
without fail, even if a chimney wasn’t evident for use…..that discarded tooth,
placed dutifully under the pillow, will magically transform into a quarter, the
next morning…..at a certain time when Mommy kisses Daddy, a cloud-perched angel
tells the stork, who flies down from Heaven, leaves a diamond under a leaf in
the cabbage patch, and soon after, the diamond turned into a baby…