One of my favorite places to hang out as a child was our babysitter's front porch across the street from our house. She and her friends always had You Ain't Nothin' But a Hound Dog playing on the record player. I found three copies of this print, all the same, in my mother's photo drawer. That's my brother sitting beside the babysitter. All three photos had been chopped, removing the other person in the picture. From that little macho possessive smirk on my brother's face (hubba hubba baby!), I'm wondering if he had a crush on the babysitter and cut the other person out of all three prints! Tee hee.
In all honesty, it's more likely that the woman sitting on the other side (maybe my mom?)thought the picture made her look fat and eliminated herself from all the pictures! But I like the first alternative best!
By the way, Shirley, the babysitter, was THE most beautiful girl in Oswego, Kansas. Being the beauty she was, Shirley was never in want of boyfriends. When a guy would come to pick her up, we'd stand across the street and wave, calling the name of a different boyfriend. If it was Jimmy picking her up, we'd yell "Hi Jerry!"
Life can be so simple -- yet so fun!
(We were BOTH little smart asses -- a family trait passed down from our father.)
2 comments:
What a cute story. Shirley was a beauty. I was in love with a couple of my babysitters, too. One could play the guitar and was a hippie chick. I was in love with my dad's secretary, Kandi, who had a frosted blonde beehive and frosty pink nail polish. I thought she looked like a moviestar and she was really nice to me.
Shirley was (is) a beauty. I haven't seen her in a few years, but after living in a lot of places, she now lives right back in that two-story house. And it's a house I would love to have! Beautiful craftsmen era built-in's all over the house.
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