The Star Of The Spinning Centerpiece

I was the first grandchild in the the family on my mother's side and the first granddaughter in the family on my father's side. Needless to say, I was a star! (and clearly never taught how to be modest)

My Nanny (in the photo above) and Poppy loved when we'd stop by their house in the Bronx for a visit. From what I've been told, I was the light of their lives. In fact, my mother has always told the story of how when at her parent's house, they would put me on a Lazy Susan in the middle of the kitchen table and spin me around so they all had a chance to be enchanted by me.

Here's the proof: Me, at ten months old, clearly having the time of my life among my most ardent admirers - my mother to my right and my Aunt Ronni (my godmother) to my left. My mother was the oldest of four girls and they fawned over me every minute I was around. Is it any wonder how I got this way? I'm guessing this will answer a lot of questions for those who know me.

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