In so many ways, Suzie enjoyed the childhood that I would have liked to enjoy: she had all the Barbie dolls, the Barbie dream house, a four-poster bed with a pink gingham canopy, and a mother who dressed her in hats for all the special occasions. Sometimes, and in the best possible fashion, she got a bonnet for an Olan Mills glamour shot. As this marks Suzie’s birthday, it seems a good time to debut these long-lost photos.
The second one shows off our summer terry-cloth looks, something I am hell-bent on bringing back. I even have that tummy again, and last time we spoke Suzie was toying with the idea of going back to bangs. Everything old is new again, so happy birthday old friend.
