Here Lynne and I are posing with my sweet Aunt Lola at the punch bowl at my sister’s wedding reception. I believe I own more photos of Lynne’s eyes closed than opened.
For about a hundred years of my childhood, the only thing I would eat for breakfast was Cocoa Puffs. But when we went to visit Uncle Gerald and Aunt Lola, their grocery store didn’t sell Cocoa Puffs. So she always bought a box of Cocoa Krispies just for me. I loved her for that and all the other ways she was good to me.
I still remember that yellow dress I’m wearing in this photo. My mother made it. But I really love Aunt Lola’s dress. In fact, I may have unconsciously…
…had Aunt Lola as my muse a couple of years ago.
I remember your dress! I loved it!
Thanks!
i remember my dress. i only liked the trim. It was pleated with little teansy pleats.
I don’t like flashes…
I remember the pleats. Isn’t that same pleated fabric on the cuffs?
Flashes are your friends. Only not hot flashes. I’ve heard.
my god… we can actually see your TEETH in that picture… that must have been some punch!!!
What the hell are you talking about? Are you saying I never smiled as a teenager? WAIT. Are you saying I never smile NOW?