Daddy was then a student at St. Bernard’s College. It must have been a good day to catch some rays while studying for a big test. Look at all those books and notebooks. He graduated from the junior college and went on to the University of Virginia, so apparently he suffered no brain damage from getting clobbered with a shoe.
|It is funny to see Daddy (left) wearing a necklace. |
I never saw him wear any jewelry except a watch.
The same can’t be said for the mouse that got into our upstairs bedroom in the mid 1960s. My sister and I were in our beds; Daddy, still dressed from work, was reading and waiting for us to go to sleep. Then suddenly BAM! THUD! BLAM!