Mommy, Daddy and I are going to Prospect Park. Dolly’s coming with us. (You can see my Grandpa Mike’s Kosciusko Bridge in the background, on theBQE).
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Here we are at the park, the taxi leaving.
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I’ve just realized Dolly is gone and I’m so so sad. Daddy’s hugging me and Mommy’s trying to comfort me.
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Daddy buys me a ice cream cone, strawberry, my favorite, with sprinkles. I feel a little less sad.
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Here’s the taxi leaving New York on the George Washington Bridge. You can see the Little Red Lighthouse on the New York side.
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Now the taxi’s returning from New Jersey. Underneath the bridge is a little peninsula of land, Ross Camp, where Grandmalen used to picnic with her mom and dad and Grandpa Ben when she was a little girl, years ago.
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We’re going home. Our taxi comes to the park and who should be inside but Dolly!