Well, well well--this is like a terminal case of deja vu all over again. On a shelf in our living room is a picture of me some few decades ago, in drag, as a 8-year-old Bohemian girl. My dad is standing beside me--he was the pirate King, or was it Gypsy King, who stole me. I still remember my lines, " I want to go home, I want to go home." My Aunt is also in the pictiure dressed as a "maid"?. I don't remember her part. They had my Dad play the part of the pirate King as they were afraid to have someone else "steal" me.

Memories.

Richard