I was 2 when Daddy got out of the service. We moved back to Grand Island and lived at 2521 W Koenig Street for 2 or 3 years... That summer, playing with the hose was a favorite pastime of mine. Anyone who came outside, within reach of the hose would probably get wet.
That's me at the center bottom looking left. While the other children are more or less posing for the picture, I'm hitting the little girl next to me with my balloon, or stick. Obviously, we are all at someone's birthday party because we all have balloons on sticks (was this before helium??)
I've heard those stories all my life... yet could hardly believe I would be so mean. I was writing about them here last week when I got a card from my cousin Sandy which she had made for me from an old photograph... a photo I had never seen before. Although I maybe should have cried... I about died laughing... for there was another picture proving that I was not the nicest little girl in the neighborhood.
(Beverly & Jackie are cousins... I don't know the rest of the kids.)
(clicking on any picture will make it larger for you)