All I Want for Christmas Are Some Jeans That Fit
by Cindy Phillips I did it again. I spent hours going from store to store, convinced I could find them. I must have tried on a hundred pairs of jeans, putting on one leg and then the other; shimmying...
View ArticleWhatever Happened to Colored Toilet Paper?
by Cindy Phillips I do some of my best thinking in the bathroom. Now, don’t get me wrong. I am not like a man when it comes to going to the bathroom. Most men I know approach the act not as if it was a...
View ArticleWhere was Peter Cottontail? Easter in the 60s
by Cindy Phillips Peter Cottontail didn't come to our house. He may have been hopping down the bunny trail at the Vancott’s house, but he certainly wasn’t at mine. Well, what kid didn’t, at least once...
View ArticleA Card, a Clothes Pin and Chalk: Kids in the 60s
by Cindy Phillips As I drove out of my daughter’s neighborhood today, after a day with my grandson, I came upon a father and his two sons tossing a ball in the street. As my car approached, they...
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