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The King of Gifts

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Three years ago, my best friend Socks visited Maine.

Who do I love that lives in Maine? Could it be my life-long hero Stephen King?

Well. Socks went to his house.

And took a beautiful photo of it.

And took an autumn leaf from the grounds outside the friggin’ awesome fence the King’s have around their property!

And framed them both up, and sent them to me.


One bookshelf out of four that are crammed full of King books and comics. Um, and wishbones. I save them. Seems like an appropriate place to store them! Of course, Socks’ framed photo and leaf had to live here, too.


Look at the gates! How awesome are they?


One of Stephen King’s leaves. How damn cool is that? Maybe one day I’ll meet him and totally creep HIM out by saying I have some of his property? Heh. I am a Constant Reader, but I don’t think I’d qualify as Number One Fan! That is pure cockadoodie.

Thank you again to Socks for this, I treasure it so much. You are the best friend ever. 

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