I have been humming this little ditty for the last hour. I blame you Pren.
Damsel in Distress from Sue Fink on Vimeo.
Showing posts with label Long ago. Show all posts
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
That was quick!

I emailed the tvparty.com site yesterday offering my pictures. Last night I got a response, "Yes, Please!" I sent a short note and scans of my pictures this morning, and this afternoon, there they are. Wow.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Oh my, could that be me?
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When I was about 5, I was a guest on Romper Room in Pittsburgh. The show was hosted by the lovely Ms. Jan. It was very long ago and I don't remember being on the show, but I still remember her face and still have the nicest feeling when I see her picture.


I found this picture here this morning, and I'm pretty sure that's me on the left.
When I was about 5, I was a guest on Romper Room in Pittsburgh. The show was hosted by the lovely Ms. Jan. It was very long ago and I don't remember being on the show, but I still remember her face and still have the nicest feeling when I see her picture.
I have been told, over and over, that I was "So Funny" when I was on the show. That's me on the left.
I get the feeling, Ms. Jan kept me right where she could keep an eye on me. Yup, that's me in the yellow dress.

I think I visited the set of Mr. Rodgers Neighborhood while filming Romper Room. I couldn't find it, but I also have a picture of myself with Mr. McFeely. I'm told I was shy of Mr. Rodgers, but I liked Mr. McFeely and he took me to visit the Land of Make Believe. When we got there, Mr. McFeely introduced me to Owl and we got on like a house a fire. We talked and talked.
It wasn't till years later that I realized it was Mr. Rodgers in the tree.
When I was a little older, we moved into Mr. Rodgers neighborhood. We didn't know until after we had lived there a while. I trick or treated at his house once dressed as Princess Leia. He was very nice. I think he gave out Snickers bars, the big ones.
Years later, I stood in front of his house and sang "We are the people in your neighborhood." It was a college thing. He didn't call the police. Nice man.
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