went on to become a medical technologist.
Such a cutie!
Harder to believe than my mother becoming 83 is that in June my parents
will be married for 63 YEARS!!! She should be canonized!
I just love this picture....I think it's a Graduation party. My Dad is holding the yearbook with his pipe and bowtie as my Mom looks on to the right. So glamorous, love her poise! Notice the beer on the table is in a pilsner glass.....such class, even outdoors....much better then SOLO cups, no?
In going through pictures there were so many of "committee ladies"and my mother (on the left) always had the same pose. Long before the red carpet "hand on hip" she knew how to pose for a picture and I remember her telling us how to put our one foot forward and tip our shoulder back....so funny! She volunteered for endless committees and fundraisers....a terrific hostess, totally organized. She was and is not only the best cook but everything she was in charge of was a dramatic feast for the eyes as well. She taught me how to commit fully to something and give it 100%. She always said "if it's worth doing...it's worth doing right!". She has continued her involvement in the community by volunteering at the hospital each week and , although her job is checking in visitors, she manages to keep the folks there on their toes!
She and her friends had great times every Saturday night and I remember how exciting it was for me to watch her get ready! She always laid my father's clothes out first and then she would get dressed. (after washing and setting our heads in sponge rollers) This was a light green and taupe silk strapless. (my parents are seated at the far right).
She and my Grandmother would go all over shopping for clothes (before Malls). Sometimes if a shop all the way in Connecticut was having a great sale they would make the trek in addition to regular jaunts into the city. She taught me that thrill of the hunt! She would fly through a store with her hand waving behind her "come on, keep up!" she would say to us. (I'm like that now! LOL!) We never stopped for lunch as it was business, not a social event or an all day excursion as she had to get back to manage something and ALWAYS have a terrific meal waiting for my Father. She scored the greatest finds, always pointing out to me the subtlest of details.....she would comment on how light the organdy lace was, a small pin tuck, how the seams were finished on the inside, too. It was never about price but always about quality and how the smallest detail made all the difference. We had weekly treks to Loehmann's discount apparel store (when they had great things) where the saleswomen knew her by name and would hold for her what they knew she would like. She never labored over things, knew just what she wanted. She would even indulge me when I asked her to try on the glitziest dress covered in feathers and spangles.
My parents hosted many parties including this Halloween party...Mom is the French maid on the right. This is the only time I had a store bought costume ...I think they were busy. (that's me in front).
I used to jump around the house as I was a cheerleader for a million years. She would be making dinner while I was slapping and stamping looking at my reflection in the double ovens. LOL! She never stopped me or made me feel like cheerleading was silly or unproductive. Not a stage mom, she didn't butt in, but she spent many hours sitting alone reading on the bleachers while we yelled and practiced our routines over and over. I would sometimes say "mom, how was that?". Her response was always "GREAT!!"
I don't know WHAT went on here as she wasn't in beauty pageants
(although she could have been )
I remember her getting dressed for this flapper party at the club.
She is in front center sideways on the floor.
I was in her bathroom when she was penciling on that beauty mark....I think I was 6 years old but thought WOW!! That is chic!! She smoked at the time, of course, and had a cigarette holder with rhinestones! No, that's not a tattoo on her leg but stockings with flocking!
Apparently she didn't teach my father how to stand for a photo....cancel that, she probably did and he resisted! She would always place my derby hat cocked a little....the details!
As you can tell the right outfit was a big part of our lives....
My parents in the center flanked by my Grandparents..
Love the pointy bra.
Her coat was this wonderful pink boucle.....I'm not happy for some reason...could it be the hat that probably had that dreadful elastic band digging into my neck??
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