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END: The Fifties
SAILING: We were two girls from a row of GI homes whose parents were still fighting each other long after the War first assumed stars shined eternally in the heavens, never imagining that Hollywood actresses joined the world from such lowly beginnings as ours. In Hariet's case, her greater years proved an advantage against other obstacles. Besides her attractions of face and hair, the rest of her was budding into a fetching young woman noticed by males of all ages up and down the was the interim step between the stars and the scrawny little thing I was, whose previous idea of glamor was a sailor suit on the 4th of July.
THE WORD THAT CAPTURES THE FIFTIES: Somewhere along the line, Hariet took as much a turn to Beatnik as was possible with her parents being so normal and hoping for normality from their didn't babysit much anymore, but one unbearably muggy night in June, when everyone was out on their tiny porches real late because the parents didn't care about the usual time for their kids' bedtime, Hariet walked across the street and asked my mother if it was ok for us to visit with each other. My mother granted me 15 precious minutes. Later, everyone commented on her et and I went into her house and sat on her all black bed. I didn't know sheets even came in black! She told me about her secret forays into coffee houses and listening to music about trade unions and railroads. She showed me a long, black cigarette holder. We smiled at each other, conspirators. She had to tell someone and she knew I was trustworthy, an attendant fit for a princess.
She kept shaking her head and saying “Like It's crazy, man, crazy." Though I didn’t know what man she referred to at the time. I nodded in with the “crazy.”