One day in January 2021 late afternoon my cousin Dotty text messaged me informing me she received an email from one of our childhood friends and wanted me to guess who. It took me less than a minute to guess. Since my cousin and I were 3 years apart, and she had her friends but I really didn't consider myself their friend too. And, I was pretty much into my photography, my typewriter, and not gregarious, in the least, until in high school when Kathy Howard noticed me when I was wearing my homemade t-shirt which I had painted The Rocky Horror Picture, just like the movie's title, with the dripping bloody letters. I will save that for another blog story.
It had to be Johnny Williams. The younger brother of the young woman who lived next door to me. Back in our childhood, I had a little crush on Johnny. Johnny had a crush on my cousin Dotty. Dotty already had a boyfriend. Secretly, I had a hard girl crush on Johnny's oldest sister Pat, who lived next door. I was tortured every minute of the day for as long as she lived there, with her husband, and adorable four-year-old boy, Mark. Totally and completely another blog story. Possibly a short story.
The reason for this text is so I can post my picture, taken yesterday. That's my tripping on the old days back in 1973/4 look.
