Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up — Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
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Pattie saw grief. Her eyes focused on a version of her own young self, and so many other children in Vietnam who grew up without parents, some abandoned because of their ethnicity, others because of tragedy. And her arms reached out wide.

— Holly Goldberg Sloan, Counting by 7s
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