Suburban Chicago, June 1972. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, dozes in the chair that stood closest to the TV.
The plaque hanging above the telephone is a relief depicting a stork pair. Dad picked it up during our European vacation. The drapes featured an avocado and gold pattern.
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Those drapes would drive The Blonde nuts, she hates any kind of pattern (don't ask...).
And avocado? The only thing she likes that color is guacamole.
Avocado and gold were the stylish colors then.
Avocado sure was. Certainly from the late 50s, I remember everything was avocado.
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