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WELCOME TO MY CHANGING HAIR STYLES

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The girl with the Marcel curl High school meant long hair curled under. Or sometimes, a ponytail. Special occasions might call for a chignon. After I graduated from high school and went to work I decided I needed a more up-to-date look so got a short ‘do’. The ‘do’ stayed short but went to a sort of poofed-up page-boy in the 1960s. In 1978 I let my hair grow long again – this time curled out instead of under. In 1985 the hairstyle was still pretty much the same except no more bangs.  In 1988 I had my hair cut short again - this time with a really curly permanent.  OMG – it was awful.  It was just a big ball of frizzy curls all over my head.  Gradually the tight curls loosened, my hair grew, and it looked a little better. After a while, of course, the inevitable happened. I fought it for a while with the help of Miss Clairol - but eventually, I let my hair go silver and had it cut very short (no curls this time!)   It was super easy to care for, but . . . I ...

A COLLECTION OF CHURCHES & THEIR INTERIORS

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  These folks in their automobile appear to be nicely dressed so I wonder – are they early for church services, or, having mingled with others of the congregation after services, are they now on their way home?  Either way, the church behind them is very handsome – at least I’m assuming it’s a church?  Let’s go with that!   St. Jerome Catholic Church on Carmel Ave. in El Cerrito, Calif. half a block up the street from where I grew up. When I was a little girl my friends and I used to sit on the curb diagonally across from the church on Saturdays to watch the beautiful brides getting married here after which we’d go home and play “getting married”. J Interior of St. Jerome Catholic Church Years later I sang for a friend’s wedding in St. Jerome - not the one pictured here, but I can tell this photo was taken from the rear balcony because I sang from that balcony for her wedding.  Wonderful acoustics. . Funny.  I never thought about it until now, but...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA

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  BRIDGES ARE NICE, BUT TODAY IS THE 250 TH BIRTHDAY OF THE U.S.A. SO . . . H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y A M E R I C A ! When I was growing up, the big 4 th of July thing was getting to go out on the front lawn when it got dark and twirl sparklers around.  Of course we were given the rules: keep the sparklers away from your face and don’t get them near anybody else’s face, etc. etc. etc. A few times I remember driving to Oakland to watch the fireworks explode over Lake Merritt.  One time we were so close to where they were shooting them off we had to lie on our backs on the lawn and look straight up to see them.  And each time they were shot off, it shook the ground under us.  Rather exciting! When I married and had my own family, we lived near Crescent City, CA from July 1968 to July 1976 – the year of America’s 200 th birthday.  Over those years we watched the fireworks from the ocean’s edge in Crescent City a few times.  Always fun.  The ki...