Let's take a break from the rigid sequence of the timeline to look at a magnificent woman: my Great Aunt Edith. I wanted to grow up to be just like her and I’m still working on it. My father’s aunt (who raised Dad from age 10), was born in 1895. She left her Chicago home when she was 15 to join a touring dance company. It was a very suspect and risqué thing for a girl to do in those days.
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photokitchen @ 2003-08-22 said:
daisyjellybean would love this.