They don't like it when random people knock on their front door.
So I haven't told this story for a while.
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| my mummy took this picture in our front yard. Halloween 1972. |
I was 14 and my mom dressed me up as a mummy for a Halloween party. This is the picture and I still remember her taking it!
There were several hundred kids at the party at the local Christian church.
I won a prize for the best costume and I danced to the long version of In-a-godda-da-vida all 17 minutes of it! I don't remember the girl's name.
For the many times that I have questioned my childhood and discussed it's dysfunction, this was one memory that was a very good one.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
There were several hundred kids at the party at the local Christian church.
I won a prize for the best costume and I danced to the long version of In-a-godda-da-vida all 17 minutes of it! I don't remember the girl's name.
For the many times that I have questioned my childhood and discussed it's dysfunction, this was one memory that was a very good one.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
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