“Blue Ribbon Winner”

“For as long as I can remember… This PHOTO  of little “MARY ELLEN”  hung on the Living Room wall – – and  in those  homes…  that had a “Fire PLACE” – – there I was   all  ‘toastee warm’  – – with my big smile – – just waiting for someone to walk  over – – looking at me and asking questions or just some simple  ‘small  talk’  to me!”

My grand-daughter,  “JAIME”  – – was over the other day – – and she has a cell phone that will take good PHOTOS – – so without  removing the glass from this frame – – because the back side is sealed up – – ‘what a job that would have been’  – –  we do see some reflections in the glass – – no matter what we tried to do.

Most “PHOTOS” that I have  – – have a story  – – and here is the story for this PHOTO.

There I am in the back-yard playing with some other little kids  that live in the neighborhood… this is  now ‘mid day’ … my DADDY pulls up into the driveway – – driving like a “maniac” as my Mother tells it – – –  jumps up  – out  and running into the house …”Where is MARY ELLEN”” – – have to take  her and real quick” – – my MOTHER points to the back yard saying that I am playing with friends.  So my DAD runs out to the yard – – just grabs me… headed back to the car. “WAIT … WHAT  FOR?”  My Mother is asking… waiting for an answer.

“Flannery Studio”  “has a “BABY CONTEST” today only…  and I have to get “MARY ELLEN” there… and in a hurry!”   “JUST a minute… let me clean her up and change her clothes!”  “She  has been playing outside and is too dirty for “PHOTOS” to be taken” … and … MOM  is trying to catch up with my DAD – – but…  he is just too fast – -has me under one arm – – almost like a “FOOT BALL” and into the vehicle,  and off my DAD  ‘flies’ – – – and  if I wasn’t … NOW  I am – – –  just a real mess of a kid – – but, when my DAD is doing something – – “his way”   – –  there was no stopping him.

“So…when you look at this PHOTO – – you can see my face is a little on the dirty side – – the tie for my cap … not tied – – and where is the rest of it – – and the clothes … sure could have  been clean,  fancy  – – maybe ribbons and bows in the hair  – – maybe even some bright colors for the clothes – – to be sure that I was a little girl” – – – But… maybe these PHOTOGRAPHERS were looking for  something  different  – – like…  just plain ole Jane… come as you are – – and just let the  “FACE” say something – – without all of the extras?

“Sure does look like I am talking to the “Photographer” – – – maybe even…  sometimes… ME thinks me speaketh… too much!”

 


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