Lindsey's good friend, Alex, is in ROTC. Alex invited her to the military ball as her guest, then Alex got asked on a date to the ball, and she actually said yes after inviting Lindsey to go with her. Lindsey had prepaid for her own ticket, and knows several guys in ROTC, so she went anyway, solo.
As it turns out, Lindsey was probably one of the most in demand girls at the dance, since the ratio of boys to girls was greatly in her favor. She danced almost every song, and already wants to go next year, just not with a date.
Here's my sweet daughter outside of the Renaissance Hotel just before the dance. She looks so pretty and is such a great joy to me. She works very hard in school and goes to seminary faithfully and sets a good example for others by her high standards.
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...
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Love you SOOOOO much, Lindsey