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About 13 years ago I started to identify with my captors...YES! I was captivated by a little blue eyed fella' with white hair and a loopy grin! Immmediately I learned two things about him.....He didn't belong to me....As his grandmother, I belonged to HIM! If you left him in his play pen while his father baby sat....He would soon become to smell bad.....The kid, and the daddy....He was very due...