Alexandrina SergioBack then the place for good shopping at good prices was Park Street, which after sundown saw a lively excitement of bargain-seekers, families out for a nice meal or couples anticipating a movie at the Lyric. On one memorable evening, flanked by Momm and Daddy, four-year-old Sandy danced down Park Street, ecstatic in her just-purchased red sandals. They were the most wonderful shoes in the world! Near the corner of Park and Main a woman stepped from a doorway and held out a nickel to the exuberant little girl. The mother held the child back, wary of the coin's dubious source. Aw, let the kid have it. She's making me smile. The mother relented and Sandy took the nickel. Parents who loved her so much they bought her beautiful shoes, a sparkling night-time excursion, and a nice lady giving her a nickel: life was perfect! I was-and am--Sandy, and this is my very first memory, one no doubt reinforced through hearing my mother over the years tell the story of that evening when a lady of the night gave me a nickel because I had made her smile. It could be that the memory has remained with me because I treasure the thought that I, however briefly, forged a connection with someone who perhaps needed such a thing. Through writing and performing poetry, I hope I can still manage to do that. In 2015 Sandy was appointed to the newly established position of Poet Laureate for the town of Glastonbury, Connecticut. Read More Read Less