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I remember first reading that silly "Welcome to Holland " essay years ago – I think Dear Abby ran it in her column – and thinking it was sweet. I thought of the families I knew who had "special" children and figured it was the kind of nice thing you clip and give to them to make them feel better. But it had nothing to do with me.
( Flying Over Windmills By the Seat Of My Pants )
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I remember first reading that silly "Welcome to Holland " essay years ago – I think Dear Abby ran it in her column – and thinking it was sweet. I thought of the families I knew who had "special" children and figured it was the kind of nice thing you clip and give to them to make them feel better. But it had nothing to do with me.
( Flying Over Windmills By the Seat Of My Pants )