That was a fun, time. I was three years old back then, but even the very early sixties, were quirky and mesmerizing. My mother had to wear high heels, to go to the grocery store. You had always to be prepared, for company . . . especially, on weekends. In my neighborhood, everyone was dressed up, inside their homes. Seems like science fiction. I especially loved the cocktail parties, of the early sixties. They were great, great, fun. I'd always sit and watch, from the staircase. Women in mink stones, and veiled hats . . . gloves, too. Unbelievable.
