Today I had a recollection I have not remembered in quite some years.
I remember a time when I was very young and my mother used to read to me and my sister before we would go to sleep.
She always read Raggedy Ann and Andy.
This was a time before I knew tragedy...
A time where before, there was no consciousness, to a time where remembrance can happen.
I remember my dreams back then and how I felt happy and optimistic about myself and life.
Somehow out of this farcical and whimsical world of magical clown dolls made of rags I found my way in life.
"RexRed" has many facets and one may be as old as my own self understanding.
and...
Raggedy Ann and Andy