Ahhh, the joy of scaring the hell outta a kid brother. Priceless memories!
Way back in the very early 50’s, before there were colors, (beyond black, white, & gray, [ mostly GRAY!]) we lived in Pontiac, Michigan. With the demise of GM, Pontiac may soon be deleted from our maps. Anyway, I had a pesky younger brother named Perry. Still do. He tormented me relentlessly by wanting to follow me everywhere, play with my friends and my stuff; you probably had one of those, or were one. Maybe you were lucky enough to be an only child. I was an only child for two peaceful,... Sign in to see full entry.