Where the Walls are Soft…

The 1998 Version of My Aunt Blanche… No, really, let’s compare, shall we? If only to piss off my daughter - who tells me she’ll kill me if I post this, but then laughs out loud when she looks at this photo of herself, so I think I’m all good… Tell me that’s not eerie… Blanche, [...]

Aunt Blanche - 192? The last words Gramma would say to my mom and Helen were always, “And don’t let Blanche do all the work!”Aunt Blanche was my mother’s older sister. She was the first born - and she wasn’t very old before my grandmother realized she was a little, well, different. I [...]