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Under picture mother wrote:  Smokey telling Linda “And I want Santa to bring me a bone.” — It strikes me that she could not even relate to ME as a individual CHILD in this picture — the dog had a more real identity than I did to her — I was a frozen cut-out of a child pasted into whatever scene I happened to find myself in at any point in time and space –

DISSOCIATED

Follow link to the picture:

*Age 8 – Photograph – Me, Smokey and Snow

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