Suelaza wrote me in an email a while back the following:
"The first time I went to the Hanna household on a Sunday afternoon, everyone, everyone, Mr., Mrs., Billy Carl, Glory, David and Catherine were in their UNDERWEAR. It was one of life's strangest moments but obviously not that shocking because I kept going back."
Billy Carl and Glory on laundry day.
Glory Baby Dave with what appears to be a wedgy.
Catherine Camille
Thomas Guthrie
You might be thinking it is no big deal running around in your underwear when you are just a mere babe. But the sad truth is, we never stopped.
Once while out of town, Carlene stayed at my house to babysit the cats. When I called her she told me the pastor came over. The FIRST question out of my mouth was, "Mom, did you have your clothes on?"
And just a few short weeks ago, I got caught in my front yard wearing boxer shorts and a tank top.
7 comments:
Don't laugh but before I saw the picutres, I guessed the theme. Glad to have been an inspiration. How very Hanna! No modesty gene and totally uninhibited and very loveable. Good things thongs weren't popular back in the day. My love to exhibitionists everywhere.
It can only be speculated, pure speculation, Baby Dave has a wedgie.
But what is obvious is that the youngster needs no lighting and extra props, special effects, such as Mr Prince!
I remember you telling me a story when you and Thomas were fighting over who got to shower first and you both stood there naked in the shower for a stand off. I can't remember who had to take his birthday suit and wait in line. Nudists Unite!!
OMG, I can't believe you devulged that!!! First of all, we were not actually in the shower and I was not nude (I was in my UNDERWEAR)....Tom was butt naked though with hands strategically placed for modesty.
And I was trying to get in before him because we only had enough hot water for one shower. I won.
You go, Ethel!!
Yes, Catherine Withasee Hanna speaks the truth. As her apartment mate for several years while she was attending North Texas in Denton, Tx Underware was her usual mode of dress. Whether it was in the apartment at her own leisure, in public wearing men's boxers as shorts, or just donning every article of freshly washed and dried undergarments at the laundrymat. Underware was definately the style of choice. I would imagine that at any given time if one were to casually drop by her home a quick change would be in order before she could open the door. It's kinda funny what fond memories these blogs dig up.
Marboducci,
Thanks for the comments.....soooo true. Remember when I ran around in my underwear with shoulder pads stuck in the back to make me look like I had a booty? That was a good laugh.....or the thing with the 2 miniture marshmellows strategically placed in my tank top. LOL!
Caperducci
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