My son was going through pictures with my folks (his grandfolks) yesterday, and they found this one from 1964.
That's my folks -- David and Sandra Burns -- with the young me, and a pet shop mutt terrier puppy by the name of Scoot that traveled the world, and lived to the age of 15. She was a great little dog.
Me with the same dog a few years later, below. Is my fly open?
And again, in 1966. Is that me dog training, or am I just stuffing my face? Notice that it's the same shirt as above. Back when rocks were soft, and I was young, the world lived with fewer clothes (and most of them came from Sears).
Same shirt and the hell with zippers.
ReplyDeleteYup, fly open, for sure, but the self-flagellation with the wood block (?) makes up for the original sin, so you're good.
ReplyDeleteSears clothes, check! Alabama Ave. Sears for our family, one of the first places I could direct an adult unfamiliar with the area to drive when I was under ten years old (which I did when our friends came back from The Congo).
Scoot looks like the perfect kid dog. All American Mutt!
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