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Transformation

That's my mom Foot on running board Big, black,1937 Caddy Huge headlights Spare tires in fenders Cigarette in hand Stylishly dressed Turban and flowing pants Big smile Clyde's Bonnie never looked so good ...Great photo Here she is again 50's drab house dress Cigarette in hand Expressionless My mom ...Sad photo Posted 10/20/19

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 1/25/2021 11:22:00 AM

I agree with Gina, Peter. This transformation in you mom is haunting! Well written. Congratulations on your win! Blessings to you.

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 1/25/2021 2:36:00 AM

So sad... hauntingly so. God bless you with many more and congrats on your win. Love and prayers

Elaine George

Date: 1/24/2021 6:59:00 AM

And time changes everything. A picture says a thousand words. I too find such truth of life's journey in old photos. Great writing, Peter. Many congrats on your fine win.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/20/2019 5:12:00 PM

So much for 'adulthood,' eh?! Nicely juxtaposed, Peter. Cheers, Gershon

Peter W Iversen
Date: 11/4/2019 12:35:00 PM

If I could only jump back and warn her. Thanks for the comments,Peter