The following is an imaginative retelling of something that has actually happened. The first paragraph, though, is literally true. My grandmother, who lived on Virginia’s Eastern Shore, made ceramic figurines. During the 1960’s, she made ceramic ponies for the gift shops in Chincoteague, where they have an annual pony roundup. One of my best childhood memories is visiting her at her home and learning about ceramics. One day, I was at a cocktail party where a scientist friend and I…..
