| Regaled by stories of yesteryear, the elephant resumed it's rightful place among the living, and the day was good...
I'm certain there are those among us who view the elephant differently than I, but I have my reasons. When I was about twelve, I received my first elephant, a delightful gray beast of burden with pink accents that I carried with me for about seven years, gathering all manner of autographs. Loretta Lynn signed my Elephant's right front leg. TG Sheppard signed his trunk. Tanya Tucker signed his butt (we were the same age and thought it was risque)! President Nixon laughted about the signature on my elephant's butt and signed the left side shoulder. President Jerry Ford signed the pink portion of his right ear. And Jerry Lewis signed his left front leg. Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash signed my elephant's back right leg. And he became a treasure I wasn't likely to misplace.
Elephants have long been a treasure for me to collect, and this particular elephant is no different. I had to have him - since he was chocolate, so here he is.
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