My mom and Me

I may look too young to remember.This park was in the back of Tompkins Projects in Brooklyn. I lived there for a short time in my life, maybe between the ages of two and four. Back in the 1980’s floral print was the “in”. Apparently it was the norm for mom and her daughter to dress alike. Looking at myself makes me realize that times have obviously developed. I searched the back of the picture for a dare and there wasn’t one. That must have been one day in the spring when my mom picked me up from daycare. I think it was spring, and not summer. The sun was shining bright, and i didn’t have a jacket on, neither did my mom. The bright colors and trees already blossomed makes me know that this was spring.

I don’t think I was ever really entertained a this playground. It actually does not look that there was much to be entertained by. I was entertained at school playing with my classmates, learning my alphabet and running a muck. This orange bench i’m sitting on, which I think was some sort of object used for climbing, became a prop for photography. That was all the better for me, I was never really a climber anyway. Back to these floral prints and suspenders, in this playground that seemed more like a social court. With the lack of playground development and the fact that young ladies and little girls had oughta have shoes with buckles, is mostly the reason our fun was all in enjoying the sun, and taking pictures to remember this time, that would explain the huge smile on my moms face . People just seemed happier then. The fact that no one was in the picture but my mom and I,  is pretty relevant since I was an only child. Nothing in the background but plant life and free air. I think I had a piece of mind when my eyes closed due to the lighting of the camera, and woke up to the sun after the flash .

The 80's

The 80’s

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