
By Charles Stampul
Reading Bambi to my daughter, I come to the heartbreaking lines…
“Bambi ran as fast as he could. When he reached the thicket he said, “We made it, Mother!” But she wasn’t there. Then Bambi heard a second gunshot.”

By Charles Stampul
Reading Bambi to my daughter, I come to the heartbreaking lines…
“Bambi ran as fast as he could. When he reached the thicket he said, “We made it, Mother!” But she wasn’t there. Then Bambi heard a second gunshot.”