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The Dog Who Belonged to No One

A timeless tale of friendship by New York Times bestselling author Amy Hest.

 

Once there was a small dog with

crooked ears. He belonged to no one.

And once there was a wisp of a girl

named Lia. . . .

The dog who belonged to no one spent

his days quite alone. . . . He longed for a friend.

 

No one takes notice of a small dog with crooked ears who doesn’t have a home. He explores the narrow streets and wide boulevards every day, while across town a little girl named Lia pedals on her bicycle alone, delivering breads and cakes. Both dream of finding a friend, until fate brings them together.

 

With lyrical text by New York Times bestselling author Amy Hest and tender watercolors by illustrator Amy Bates, The Dog Who Belonged to No One introduces readers to two timeless characters who will touch hearts as they discover how they belong to each other.

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Mister Dog: The Dog Who Belonged to Himself (A Little Golden Book)
Once upon a time there was a funny dog named Crispin’s Crispian He was named Crispin’s Crispian because he belonged to himself So begins the story of a dog who runs bang into a little boy, who also belongs to himself This quirky, breathtakingly illustrated story is one of Margaret Wise Brown’s best..
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Where You Once Belonged
The red Cadillac pulled down Main Street and sat by the tavern for hours, unnoticed Then Ralph Bird of the Men's Store recognized the driver as Jack Burdette and bolted to the sheriff's office. The prodigal son of Holt, Colorado, had returned--and he was far from welcome

In Where You Once Belonged, acclaimed novelist Kent Haruf tells of a small-town hero who is dealt an enviable hand--and cheats with all of the cards. In prose as lean and supple as a spring switch, Haruf describes a high school football star who wins the heart of the loveliest girl in the county and the admiration of men twice his age. Fun-loving, independent, Burdette engages in the occasional prank. But when he turns into a man, his high jinks turn into crimes--with unspeakable consequences. Now, eight years later, Burdette has returned to commit his greatest trespass of all. And the  people of Holt may not be able to stop him. Deftly plotted, defiantly honest, Where You Once Belonged sings the song of a wounded prairie community in a narrative with the earmarks of a modern American classic..
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The Ghost Belonged to Me
Bestselling children's author Richard Peck presents the first in a quartet of Blossom Culp adventures, available for the first time in Yearling .
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When the Colts Belonged to Baltimore: A Father and a Son, a Team and a Time (Maryland Paperback Bookshelf)

"Mr. Gildea's book is at once an elegy and a eulogy... In this volume, every word is from the heart." -- New York Times

"William Gildea's When the Colts Belonged to Baltimore is to football what Roger Kahn's The Boys of Summer was to baseball It's one of the best reads in a long, long time and should be a best seller." -- Larry King

In this personal and moving book, William Gildea blends reminiscences of his boyhood in Baltimore with profiles of famous Colts players such as Johnny Unitas, Lenny Moore, Gino Marchetti, Raymond Berry, Art Donovan, Y. A. Tittle, and others. Recalling his relationship with his father and the love they shared for a team, Gildea evokes the spirit of 1950s America, when professional athletes were workaday neighbors and community was more than a political slogan. This is a story, too, about the geography of the heart: why something so simple as a team can arouse such emotional attachments, how a group of players with horseshoes on their helmets could have been part of the generational glue between parent and child. Written with feeling and insight, this is an affecting tribute to a team and a time etched in memory.

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Where We Once Belonged
Fiction. A bestseller in New Zealand and winner of the prestigious Commonwealth Prize, Sia Figiel's debut marks the first time a novel by a Samoan woman has been published in the United States. Figiel uses the traditional Samoan storytelling form of su'ifefiloi to talk back to Western anthropological studies on Samoan women and culture. Told in a series of linked episodes, this powerful and highly original narrative follows thirteen-year-old Alofa Filiga as she navigates the mores and restrictions of her village and comes to terms with her own search for identity. .
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I Belonged to the 116th: A Narrative of the 116th Ohio Volunteer Infantry during the Civil War
Composed of yeomen from the "butternut" portion of Ohio, the 116th Ohio Volunteer Infantry fought with distinction in some of the fiercest battles of the Civil War. Colonel James Washburn acknowledged the unit's distinguished combat record during an address following the Battle of Cedar Creek in October 1864: "You have made for your regiment a name and a fame that will outlive you all, and to which your children and your children's children will point with pride in the years of the future."

The 116th was present at Appomattox when General Lee surrendered to ensure that they could, in their own words, "hand down to generations to come, this glorious Union of ours.".
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My Brother Peter: He Belonged to the Greatest Generation
My brother Peter was eleven years older than I, so my memories of his school years are limited. One particular, even humorous event, was when he played on the Perth Amboy football team. He was running for a touchdown when his uniform pants began to fall. As he was losing his pants he continued to run, scoring the TD but falling over his pants and breaking his nose - a second time!

I remember my brother as being a gentle, loving person. He loved listening to music on the radio. His favorite song was "I'll be Seeing You." Whenever he heard that song he would stop whatever he was doing just to listen. Until this day, whenever I hear this song, I always say, "That's Pete's favorite song." He loved airplanes and had several models hanging by strings from the ceiling in his room. He called me "Giggy" and would read to me while I sat on his lap in the living room. One of the chairs had large padded arms with a round wooden front. He would straddle the arm as if sitting on a horse and beat the wooden part like a drum to the rhythm of the music.

I recall the day he left for the Army. He wore a suit and carried a small duffle bag. I saw him one more time after that when he came home on leave. We went to the beach in Perth Amboy known as "Free Beach" and took pictures of him in uniform. While these memories are few, I treasure them to this day..
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