Millicent's mom Fanny never liked to drive home from the beach in her damp, itchy bathing suit, so she usually posted her daughter at sentry duty while she shook out the sand and put her sun dress back on.
Because every pre-date fashion photo that Carole had ever attempted to have taken was photo-bombed (long before the term was even invented) by her little brother Dennis, her mom placed a chair in the doorway to prevent the little jerk from popping in this time!
In those long-ago days before DNA testing, folks like camp counselor Valerie had to wait nine long months and look the baby over real good to determine whether brunette Chuck or blond Richie was more likely to be the father!
Easily one of the most fortuitous days of Gordy Hackle's life was the day the back doors of a Radio Shack truck fell open outside his house, littering the street with electronics and allowing him to then open up a scratch & dent shop, which operated out of his two-car garage.
Surely one of the worst things about Grover and Annalee's visits to Grandma Ivy's was sitting through her rambling, overly-detailed stories about having worked part-time in a soda shop until it was blessedly time to turn on the TV and watch "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom."
Yes, they seemed to all go their separate ways for most of the rest of the year, but at least each Memorial Day weekend The Hemplewhites made it a point to come together for a long weekend of good times, much to Carl and Jenelle's delight.
2 comments:
The Hemplewhites should have their
own prime-time soap!
What was that dysfunctional family that had a reality show on PBS in the '70s?? LOL More like that!
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