¢¢¢"Records! Records!" yells the six-year-old with a gleeful face, dragging his mother toward the rack of colored "envelopes in the supermarket. Mother escapes to the grocery department, leaving her son to make his choice. She is barely out of sight when the tot spots a picture of a locomotive on one of the jackets and shrieks. "Ma! Ma! I'm ready!" She returns and exasperatedly says: "You've already got a choo-choo record." Then she scans the rack, and a nostalgic smile crosses her face as she picks up Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. The...
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