In the 60's. My father and my future father in law worked together on the F1-11. We all ended up in Fort Walton Beach when I was 3 and my brother and future husband were 8. I have to wonder what the heck my mom was thinking with the bubble monstrosity she put me in. Ugh. You can see my friend Joy wondering the same thing.
My favorite aspect of this picture is the fact that my brother and husband still sport the same hairstyles....
2 comments:
Cute pic! You look very pleased to be hanging with the "big kids". :)
Maybe i already had a crush on Phillip... surely not! ha!
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