OUR COVER GIRL

Diana Comes of Age

by Diana Joyce (32-H-4) FPE

I've been told and have read that many of us are creat- ed by some silly desire of our mothers, wanting us to be the little girl that she never had. I don't believe it but must admit that in my case, it may

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have some merit. My Mother owned a beauty shop when I was born and had one until I was about four years of age. most babies, I had blonde hair and blue eyes. This caused many comments from the ladies that came to her shop. By the age of three, my hair began turning a darker shade and this bothered my mother. One day, while bleaching a custom- ers hair, she had a little of the solution left and without too much thought, put some on my hair. Presto, I was once again a blonde. (She had the silly idea that blondes have more fun.) This period of my life is just heresay, I don't remember it at all, though I've tried. My hair was shoulder length, which was not unusal at that period. People would see me and say, "What a beaut- iful little girl." My stock.

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