|Last Day of School, June 1983 (4th Grade)|
As I sat in church today, I was reminded of those days while the young uniformed girls went up to receive their ashes. Green plaid skirt, white collared shirt, nondescript footwear. Ah, the memories.
Looking back, I must attribute some of my love of fashion to those days. After wearing what I was told for so long, of course I developed the desire to be original, to have a style all my own, to help others develop their own style. And to get as far away from sensible rubber soled shoes as possible!