August 15, 2015

Science-Fair Misery


Suburban Chicago, December 1971. My project for the science fair did well, but I was not very happy preparing it. Dad did his best to guide me.

I'm working here at the old kitchen table; I am in the basement. The freezer stands behind me.

3 comments:

edutcher said...

Dad did his best to guide me

Yeah, he was the only one who knew those words even existed.

PS I know I've said it before, but you were a real looker when you were young. If the guys weren't beating down your door, there was something wrong with them.

Irene said...

I was one of the nerdy, bookish kids.

edutcher said...

Makes no difference.

A pretty girl is a pretty girl.