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Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Mom on a golf course, 3-9-58


This is one of the few pictures from this period in which mom not only put a name on the back of a photograph but also the exact date. Golf for her became an obsession in many ways. She even finally shot a hole-in-one at the age of 77 at the Rio Hondo Golf Course. Ann eventually took up the game, as well. It never much interested me, however.

On the back of the photograph, mom is still using "Breeze Sanchez". She had always been rather independent from an early age. She lived with Grandma Nuzum rather than at home much of her early life. She moved to Phoenix and then Hollywood, CA, pretty much on her own. When she and dad married, she was 25 or so. And when we kids were born, she was nearly 30 or had just turned 30. In this photograph, she was again living on her own at 36.

One time we both stayed with her, we met Lucette, who had been my godmother back in 1949 at my christening. She was a waitress at a drug store. Originally from France, she still had a pronounced accent. When I ordered a grilled cheese sandwich, she pronounced it as if I had asked for a "green cheese" sandwich. Upstairs at the back of the drugstore was a toy department; however, a sign hung up that said it was temporarily closed. Since neither of us had brought any toys with us, we finally asked if the department was ever going to be open. Lucette explained that some kids had gotten up there and literally wrecked the place, toys were tossed everywhere or overturned. Items that could be spread around were. With mom and she along, we climbed the narrow steps to the loft and, sure enough, it was a disaster. Ann found a doll with a makeup case. I discovered an undamaged Greyhound Scenicruiser. After this enjoyable visit, I don't believe we ever saw Lucette again, though mom must have kept in touch for several more years.



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