"Me too," said Melba just a bit too eagerly for Anne's taste."I'm three," said Jack, "so Joyce must be my partner."Joyce was staring into space."Joyce...obviously is a little 'out there' right now," laughed Jack. "Oh, Joyce, it's our turn to play." Ok," mumbled Joyce. "Ok with me. What do we do? Oh, yeah, find the pins. Ok... ok."Four blindfolds went into place and Sally began to distribute the clothespins.Bart and Jack are going to love me for this, though Sally. An evil grin came over her. A real, honest to god, Wurlitzer jukebox. Not the modern cd version, this one had 45’s.Taking a seat at the counter, I had to chuckle as the waitress walked up, and I noticed her name tag. Either it was a union rule, or the uniform manufacturers only used ‘Mabel’ or ‘Helen.’ “What’ll ya have, honey?” It had to be a union thing.“Well, Mabel, I was just going to have coffee, but I was just now thinking that the chicken fried steak might just hit the spot.”“You got it, honey.” after writing the. Tonight was dinner on the town, the first part of Mom's request, her rather long and complex request, and I admit to being slightly nervous.I was quite proud escorting Mom on my arm into Antonio's. She wore a simple black sheath, a small white gold chain around her neck, two tiny diamond studs, and had her lustrous hair pulled back into a thick wavy pony tail. Yes, I was quite proud.We were seated in a booth, typical leather bench, side by side at Mom's request. Over appetizers of snails, a new. I finish up and go out. Caitlin and Kathy are still talking.I smile hello to Kathy, who is very tall, with curly red hair, longenough to put up in a high ponytail."Welcome to the ladies? room Jamie," she says.I do a little curtsey, and smile.I touch up my makeup and lipstick, as they continue talking for a while."Sweetheart, now that you?re one of us I should let you know that thewomen all make a monthly contribution in order to buy all these nicelotions, nice soap, and other things you.