All I had was an old brown folder with a metal strip found in the attic of the old Cape Cod. The dates of stories found inside all tied to 1947. By the time one particular story ,written by my Dad ,peaked the interest of the person helping me curate the collection, it had set my mind in motion as a film script. That was 2021. After sitting with the story, animating each character , tweaking and enhancing and editing, I finally got the help of a veteran script writer and video

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