Segarini: Obli-Dee, Obli-Da

I remember the day she showed up on my doorstep.

Swaddled in Styrofoam, and gently cradled in a large cardboard manger, she was delivered by a man all dressed in brown, a small patch on his shirt with the letters ‘UPS’ emblazoned in gold lettering over his heart. He handed me an electronic clipboard and a stylus attached to it by a miniature bungee cord and said, “Sign here.”