Over the years I have received requests for many different items. Some I could find—others not. Several weeks ago a longtime customer came in looking for an Indian figure for her granddaughter. She told me that the book “The Indian in my Cupboard” was now the young girl’s favorite book. I told her, no, we just didn’t have anything like that. Yesterday, low and behold, Lyle and I were out grazing at AC Moore’s and Michael’s and I came across the Indian. Unfortunately, I in my great wisdom did not write down my customer’s name or phone number. I have a memory like a sieve. So—-you know who you are, I can see you and hear your voice in my brain, if you read this out in the blogasphere give me a call—–I’d love to give you the Indian for your grandchild!