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Friday, September 26, 2014
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Halloween Memories
My parents loved Halloween; especially my Father. He would design my outfits and Mom would design my sister's.
I am permanently scarred by some of my costumes...
Case in point:
1. We were living in Kenner, LA while Dad was getting his masters degree (after 3 tours in Vietnam, the Army sent Dad to Tulane). Laura was this adorable angel; I was a Viking princess. All night people would hum Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries" to me or ask where was my "trusty steed"...<sigh>
2. This goes down as the worst costume idea Dad decided upon...think of the time period...post Tet Offensive...the war is going badly...and my Dad puts me in black pajamas with a Montagnard hat...Yup, I was Charlie. I love how much Mom tried to jazz it up with sequin bands. Laura was this adorable bunny rabbit; she would hop up to each house, turn around wiggle her fuzzy tail and get handfuls of candy. Me? Oh, I got the usual "Hey, Charlie!" and maybe 1 piece of candy...I felt just like the Charlie Brown Halloween special: "I got a candy apple! I got chocolate! What did you get Charlie Brown? "I got a rock." <sigh>
3. And the last time I let Dad design my outfit. Dad had spent time in Jordan and brought back several Keffiyehs. Yup, that's me, a 12 year old girl; looking like a young Arab man....post OPEC Oil Embargo. Look how cute Laura looks as Raggedy Ann! I can't remember how many times I was called a boy and all the snarky comments that followed...<sigh>
For politically correct purposes I shall decline to show/discuss the other 2 outfits: Aunt Jemima Yes, a toddler dressed as Aunt Jemima in Ft. Benning, GA during the Civil Rights movement), and the white sheet ghost outfit (looked like a mini KKK...in 1960s Columbus, GA)...
I swear, I think my parents were trying to have me killed...
I am permanently scarred by some of my costumes...
Case in point:
1. We were living in Kenner, LA while Dad was getting his masters degree (after 3 tours in Vietnam, the Army sent Dad to Tulane). Laura was this adorable angel; I was a Viking princess. All night people would hum Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries" to me or ask where was my "trusty steed"...<sigh>
2. This goes down as the worst costume idea Dad decided upon...think of the time period...post Tet Offensive...the war is going badly...and my Dad puts me in black pajamas with a Montagnard hat...Yup, I was Charlie. I love how much Mom tried to jazz it up with sequin bands. Laura was this adorable bunny rabbit; she would hop up to each house, turn around wiggle her fuzzy tail and get handfuls of candy. Me? Oh, I got the usual "Hey, Charlie!" and maybe 1 piece of candy...I felt just like the Charlie Brown Halloween special: "I got a candy apple! I got chocolate! What did you get Charlie Brown? "I got a rock." <sigh>
3. And the last time I let Dad design my outfit. Dad had spent time in Jordan and brought back several Keffiyehs. Yup, that's me, a 12 year old girl; looking like a young Arab man....post OPEC Oil Embargo. Look how cute Laura looks as Raggedy Ann! I can't remember how many times I was called a boy and all the snarky comments that followed...<sigh>
For politically correct purposes I shall decline to show/discuss the other 2 outfits: Aunt Jemima Yes, a toddler dressed as Aunt Jemima in Ft. Benning, GA during the Civil Rights movement), and the white sheet ghost outfit (looked like a mini KKK...in 1960s Columbus, GA)...
I swear, I think my parents were trying to have me killed...
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