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I am going for the literal definition of black and white and sharing one of my most valuable (sentimental-wise, not $$-wise) belongings, which happens to be black and white. Meet Doodles:
My late, great Uncle Herb gave me Doodles the last time I saw him when I was 20. Uncle Herb was actually my uncle by marriage, not a blood relative. When my great Aunt Mable passed away, Uncle Herb continued sending birthday and Christmas gifts to us. The gifts were always girly, but not always age appropriate. Still, that made them more special. I could picture my aging uncle searching the local shops for something that a little girl would like and then taking the time to wrap it up and send it overseas. I always felt a special kinship to Uncle Herb, even though I rarely saw him in person. He lived in Bristol, England and did not travel overseas. The last time time I saw him, he was almost 90 and living in an assisted living facility. He wanted to give me a present, but was no longer able to get to the shops on his own. He disappeared into his bedroom and came out with Doodles, loosely wrapped in tissue paper. I also remember his daughter and son-in-law laughing cruelly at his gift and I hope that he did not hear them. I hope he only heard me and my friend, Mary, gush over it. We both cried. It was a sweet moment despite the insensitivity of the other two.