My New Favorite Quote:
"All can walk where Jesus walked when, with His words on our lips, His spirit in our hearts, and His teachings in our lives, we journey through mortality. I would hope that we would walk as he walked with confidence in the future, with an abiding faith in His Father, and with a genuine love for others." President Thomas S. Monson
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6 now let's hear it from you:
Is there a story to go with these adorable pics??
A service project for Hugh Sperry? Why the curlers?
Oh man, I could write this post for you.
It took me a few minutes to figure out where you got this photo but when I figured it out, memories of this started to flow. I have never seen this photo until you posted it.
Here is the story. Me. In. The. Dark. Curlers!!! Our Indian Foster sister in the pink curlers. Best recollection is that we must have had a family photo later in the evening because I don't know HOW my mother made me go to the 4-H cooking class IN CURLERS.
Great memories invoked in that photo. One, those girls that I tower, were all my best childhood friends in our small town. Two, we did a service project, probably took that old man cookies we made in 4-H and decorated his tree for him. Third, great memories of our 4-H leader. Cooking techniques that she taught still come to thought as I cook. (And yes, mother, your cooking lessons always come to my mind too).
Now, somehow, I need to get these photos of me, as photos of me at that age are rare.
I am sure you will add the family photo to the post? To prove why I had curlers in my hair?
Loved it and a great tribute to my 4-H teacher! Thanks.
I love finding old photos and trying to figure out what the heck is going on.
So how did you end up with the pics, Sharon?
Thank you, Wendy, for filling us in so it all made sense. How fun to go back and remember long lost memories! :-)
Hi Sharon, I was a friend of your sister Wendy and I am one of the girls in this picture. I am glad Wendy remembered some info. I remember that awesome 4H class. I still think of Sharleen when I measure things and I wash my dishes the way she taught us thanks for the memory.
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