After all these years, after all the zillions of times I've looked at that photo of my dad in my bedroom of 1970, I have NEVER noticed that there is a hand coming out of the closet! There's something about seeing photographs on this blog that makes me look at them as if for the first time – unfortunately, it's usually after I hit the PUBLISH NOW button. I tried to go back and crop out the hand, but this old computer was too tired and froze up on me. By then, I thought, what the heck…it's very intriguing…I suppose at some time I knew who that was in my closet and why they were there, but that tidbit of knowledge was displaced in my brain long ago. I'll have to make some phone calls today and see if anyone remembers…

    In the meantime, it's good for a laugh. 

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3 responses to “Where did that hand come from?”

  1. Brenda Nowicke Avatar
    Brenda Nowicke

    I don’t know whose hand it is, but it looks like they grabbed Daddy’s crotch, which may explain the look on his face!

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  2. Barbara Shallue Avatar

    That’s what I was thinking! I’m suspecting Buster – it just seems like something he would do, right? Although I still can’t figure out why he or anyone else would be in my closet, much less grabbing Daddy’s crotch (Buster wouldn’t need a reason except to surprise Daddy and make us laugh, though.)

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  3. Brenda Nowicke Avatar
    Brenda Nowicke

    Yeah, when I told Mother about it I suggested it might be Buster.
    (From Barbara) Funny how we just know he’d be the one to do something like that, huh?

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