Monochrome memories from way back, when all my dresses were shapeless plaid shirtwaists,
Three for ten dollars from the Sears and Roebuck catalog. I was a thrifty kid, poring over the
Thrift section searching for the best buys so Mom didn’t have to. My brothers could own
Five striped cotton crewneck t-shirts for a bundled price, as well. I circled the best deals in
Crayon, then waited for the order to arrive, always hoping that at least one of my new
Dresses would surprise me by featuring a full skirt and a crinkly petticoat like Debbie Reynolds
Wore. Disappointment never interfered with my attempts to twirl in a simple cotton dress.