And Then There Were Six
My parents lost me in a crowd at Loring Park in Minneapolis when I was very young. Luckily for me, there was an event happening with Clarabelle the clown who was on a stage with a microphone. The person who found me handed me to Clarabelle, who hoisted me up for the crowd to see and announced that I was looking for my parents. My embarrassed mother must have decided after that to dress us alike in public so she could spot us more easily. (In her defense, she had the first five of us in less than seven years.)
Here we are on the fourth of July in 1960 in front of the giant flag outside our Great Aunt Polly’s summer home on Lake Minnetonka. I’m the awkward child third from left. Two more little girls would be added to the fold in coming years.
My novel, Stay Out of That Room, is based on adventures with our eccentric Great Aunt Polly and her huge, dilapidated summer home. The book is published by Midwestern Books and is available as a paperback or e-book on Amazon.com.