I’m not positive, but I’m guessing I’m age 3 in this picture. I can’t believe how blond I once was. The people with me are my grandmother, Sylvia, and my sister Allison. The photographer was probably my grandfather Ben.
Looking at this photo, I can’t remember the name of the toy monkey I’m holding, but I vividly remember the feel of it’s stiff-yet-soft plastic face.
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That’s one cute bastard right there.
OMG! Monkey lives! I had one of those,too. Haven’t seen it probably since I was 6 years old, but never mind that. Great slice of 70′s (very late 60′s?) arcana.
The polka dot dress era. I remember having one.