January 16, 2009

• My contribution to Old Hat's PJ party!

  

  This is a picture from Christmas at Grandma's house.  Need any cleanup done after the party?  I am at your service.  Here is the hat they took away from my brother, I think.  I grew up to be the one who runs the vacuum cleaner.  He grew up to be a voice teacher/choir director/and not a criminal.  Somehow I remember the hat being red, though.  Maybe this is a bigger replacement for the red had that was causing his ears to stick out.  The gun is a toy.  We all had toy guns back then.  I had a Cisco Kid gun with a revolving chamber that held a total of two bullets.  I remember the smell of the gunpowder caps.  Brother borrowed it to vanquish what must have been a really formidable enemy and put it back in my drawer broken.  He probably dropped it on a mean sidewalk.  What was done was done and I got over it.  I am sure it was an accident, just as it was when he got a frozen shower when he visited us in Japan because I turned the gas off overnight and he couldn't read the directions for how to turn it back on after discovering it needed to be turned on and had to proceed with his shower as was.  He never forgave me for that...  Haha!

  

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