| Growing up in the 70's in Red Bluff |
| I want to draw your attention to our family's clothing. It's hard to believe that these clothes are back in style! I'm the blond...and the only tamely dressed one in the family. To this day, I don't like to wear brightly colored clothing. I own over 12 black shirts. |
| I would, however, dress my kids in stuff like this. Here I am in my red checkered pants. |
| Reading Dr. Seuss... We had the whole library. I have phrases of Dr. Seuss books stuck in my head that I'll never fully eradicate. I blurt these out at random, sometimes at very convenient times. For instance, there was that telemarketer who was told, "I would not like it in a box, I would not like it with a fox. It's 8 PM, you have some gall I'm on the list you cannot call!" |
| This is Loppy, my childhood dog. Loppy didn't like me much. She had a knack for eating my favorite colors of crayons. She was good though, in that she would go over to the neighbor's lawn to do her business. Out neighbor brought this to our attention. "Loppy's been crapping on my lawn." To this, my mom said, "How do you know it was Loppy? Maybe it was your own dog." The neighbor answered, "I know it was Loppy because crayons, like corn, don't fully digest." Eeeww! |
| Here's my favorite doll, Mrs. Beasley. Where is she now? In the attic of my childhood home. She was left there when our family moved. Okay, everyone, check your attics and return my doll if you have her! And what was she doing in the attic? Ahhh! You caught me! My bedroom was messy and my mom boxed the toys I had left on the floor and stuck them in the attic where they weren't remembered until it was too late to retrieve them. So, one Red Bluff attic has a box of 70's toys inside of it. What a find! |
| While I was growing up in Red Bluff, my future husband was growing up in the nearby town of Gerber. Check out his checkers! |
| The blue checkered shirt had a pair of equally checkered red pants. This lovely ensemble was given the finishing touch with something I call "Pat Boone" shoes. Groovy guy! |
| More checkers... Now the sad part of this story is that when I finally grew out of the red dress, I had to wear the green one. |
