Fractured Thoughts

DEADWOOD DOLLS

Until I moved and started unpacking boxes of pictures that had been stored away for years I had forgotten some of the fun times I’ve had with my friends. Living in a small town in Wyoming I acquired a lot of good friends. Along with keeping journals my pictures bring to mind a lot of things I never want to forget. Marge, one of my dearest and best friends, is part of some of my craziest memories. Marge and I never seemed to get bored. We did dance aroebics, lifted weights, organized teen beauty pagents, put on melodramas, organized fashion shows, hired male strippers for fund raising for the Jaycees and when we could get away for a few days found exciting places to go. Deadwood, for those of you that have never been to South Dakota, is a fun way to spend a weekend. You can gamble, dance, be entertained and meet some very famous people.

Marge and I spent so much time together that people often said we looked alike. I think she’s beautiful so I was always flattered when someone got us mixed up…and that happened a lot.