> (I'll resist the temptation to make any references to J. Edgar Hoover whatsoever.) *grin*
I knew Mr. Hoover. I used to sit on his lap when I was little, and even when I got older! He was a very nice man. He and his friend Chuck used to let me ride between them in this very big car! They took me to their special place and we had fun.
He left me this package when he died. It's got this beautiful red dress and a feathery boa!
Because my mother is English, she called the vacuum cleaner a "Hoover." When I asked Mr. Hoover if he made the vacuum, he laughed and made really funny sucking noises. This was our little secret. He always made sucking noises when we were alone together.
I grin too when I remeber Mr. Hoover! Lapsitter
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