Granny Brennan's dresser for as long as I can remember. It is my
brother, Billy and I when we were 2 and 3.
picture taken on the front porch of our house in West Logan, West
Virginia. I was probably 4, Billy 3 and Rhonda 2. I used to sit in the
tree in the backyard and eat peaches. I remember a flood. My mom says
they carried us out of the house with the water coming up to the foot
of our beds. My Raggedy Andy doll died in that flood.
having this picture taken. My mom had tried to explain to me how to sit a
little angled to the side the morning of the pictures (classic picture
pose style). I misunderstood and when the photographer tried to pose me
I INSISTED that my mom wanted me to sit sideways. I refused to have my
picture taken any other way. I am not smiling because I thought that
my smile wouldn't show up in the picture anyway.
"Alice in Wonderland" dress. I ripped it on the giant gash in the
slicky slide. If people would see their kids on that slide today they
would have a heart attack but we figured out how to slide down in on the
side where the giant gash wasn't. We are probably lucky we weren't
We used to play battling tops during recess. That was also the year
that the last Vietnam prisoner of war came home (officially). We got in
trouble for making P.O.S. signs. (prisoners of school)
bangs haircut but nobody taught me how to style them. I wanted WINGS! I
remember my 7th. grade music teacher telling me how much she liked my
new haircut. It did wonders for my self esteem...something I badly
school. I ran around with a group of girls and we called ourselves "the
slut club". Nothing could have been further from the truth but it was
our way of rebelling.
it from the very first day but I had moved and everything before I
started it. I worked at it long enough to pay off my student loans and
never did it again.
over my foot in 1989. Some of you may remember a blog about the "Great
Crab Invasion". This is when that happened.
13th. anniversary picture. If you had told me I would be leaving him
forever just 4 months later I would have found it hilarious. I left my
best friend behind forever that day.
mother, Queenie. I was so glad to take a picture with them but of
course my hair wouldn't "do right" that day.
told her I wanted a picture of her for my birthday. At first she gave
me her usual answer, "when I lose the weight." I pointed out to her that
she had been "going to lose the weight" for my whole life and there
were no pictures of her. So she took the picture. It was a great