Polaroid Umbrella   A pink candle perfectly centered atop a birthday cake, a cake my mother baked on a scorching summer afternoon in late August, 1965. It was my favorite cake, chocolate, lathered in pure white icing and decorated with symmetrically aligned maraschino cherries. The empty maraschino jar would later serve as the container for…

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