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I can't mention family and not think of my Father; the clown of my clan. He passed away when I was eighteen. I have fond memories of his antics, so do a lot of my friends. When I had sleep overs; he would join in and dance with us. He would belly dance and snap all his fingers, really loud. My friends loved him participating; I was a bit embarrassed. He was a rig! All my friends that frequented our home, were given new names. Dad named the girls with guy names. Names like Frank, Sam, Roger, Fred, Claude and Clyde. They loved having a special name. We would have BBQ's in the wee hours of the morning. From April to October, my parents operated the Rockland Drive Inn. In the summer time, we would cook out at 2-3am after they returned home. My friends would stay and hang out. I worked at a local theater, when I arrived home. My brother n' I would take baby sitter home. Friends n' neighbors would stop by and stay. We sat around the pit and my father would show his "freaky can you do this" move. Most everyone had something, he could wiggle his ears and his snap all of his fingers. One guy could move his eyes real fast like a cartoon character. Me, I can put my elbows together. Straight out, not bent. The center of my arm is off sideways.(I'll post a photo sometime). Some couldn't come up with anything; they would promise to return with something for the next Wee hour cook out.
BUT, the freakiest thing he ever did was ride his motorcycle up town at 11pm, in his underwear. He was dared and one of our neighbors decided she would go. My Mom said, "No, I am going"took her pants off, too(shirts were left on) and away they went. I'll never forget it; Dad had red fishnet(in the back) underwear. My Mom was a Sunday school teacher; Yeah it was total not their style. But when I think back on it, my Mom's underwear matched her shirt and Dad's were shocking. I think it was planned. Life was not dull, at my house, perhaps I should say, unforgettable! The town cop showed up and asked my father if he just went through town, his response, "No, wasn't me". Funny, Mr. Jackson it looked like you; No I've been here playing guitar, for all these people and everyone agreed!
Oh, I want to announce the winner of my Fabulous Giveway...It would be more fitting if I had done it on Friday, G day. The winner of the fabulous Spanish Steps dress is: Kristi ~Congrats, it is gorgeous! Email me~ I was up late or perhaps early, I picked the name at 1am and posted on April 7th. I can't eat
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