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My First Cat

Hope Fullerton and Cat by Hal B. Fullerton

An homage to cat lovers everywhere, this poem was written by my maternal grandmother, known to us as 'Nana Commish' because of her service as a commissioner of a women's unit during WWII. In the early 1900's her family ran an experimental farm on Long Island. My great grandfather, Hal B. Fullerton, a farmer, photographer and writer, devised an early form of the modern CSA called Long Island Home Hampers, specially designed baskets of fresh produce delivered to your home.

A nature lover and all around kind soul, she never forgot our birthdays and always sent cards which arrived like clockwork on our special day. She died in 1990 at the age of 91, a few days before my birthday. In spite of that, my card arrived on time that year.

I was going to type this poem out, but the old typewriter effect and layout are an important part of the experience.


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