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Growing up in the military has its advantages, travel, new homes, lots
and lots of new friends (they say transient people are the friendliest people since they
have to make new friends everywhere they go), but it also has its disadvantages......you
don't really get to be a part of your family growing up. None the less.......when we did
finally settle down in Charlotte, North Carolina, I remember grandma Almond coming to
visit us. She would take turns spending time with us (George and Dorothy Almond) and Uncle
Sonny and Aunt Shirley. Love, |
The thing I remember most about grandma is that,
for some reason, she thought I was good doing hair (rolling, styling, perms). Where she
got this impression is beyond me since I looked like Buster Brown until we moved back to
the United States. Maybe she thought I was worldly since we had lived everywhere, but I
was definitely not "with it". But I really did love to work with hair. Well,
grandma always wanted me to give her a perm when she would stay with us. To this day, I
remember the first perm I gave grandma....I gave it to her backwards. I put the
neutralizer on first instead of the setting solution. Needless to say, her hair was
straighter when we finished (2Ïsmelly hours later) than it was when we started. I don't
really think she was too happy, but we did it again and it came out fine the second time.
From then on, I gave grandma her perms when she would come to Charlotte. When I knew she
was coming, I read, read, and re„read the directions on the perm box.