I have the unique ability to imprint habits from others. Some would say that is the hallmark of a weak personality. I never claimed to have a strong one, but in my defense, all of my “imprinting” has been of good habits for the most part. The chocolate habit I got from my sister-in-law, and some would argue it’s not such a great habit.
I disagree wholeheartedly.
So many people have changed my life. But one person stands out above the others:
Dear June,
You epitomized what motherhood and feminism meant to a whole generation of women, at least until the hippie flower children found LSD. You had class, style, and grace, and I wanted to be just like you when I grew up. Really! I even begged my mother for a cheap string of dimestore pearls so I could pretend to be you while I washed the dishes.
I learned how to be a mom from my mother, but I learned to be a domestic goddess from you.
Sincerely,
Me 🙂
June 30th, 2011 at 10:27 AM
June was the epitome of a “classic 50’s mom. Mine always struck me as closer to Mary Tyler Moore, as she appeared in the old “Dick Van Dyke Show” (“Oh Roaaaab!!)
And do you have any idea how hard it was NOT to replay with the old line which starts with “Ward, weren’t you a little hard….” as a response to June? (trying to keep in family friendly … wipes sweat off brow)
June 30th, 2011 at 4:28 PM
Any truth to the rumor that June was the inspiration for the ZZ Top song “Pearl Necklace”?
June 30th, 2011 at 4:51 PM
I really didn’t want that question in my head, John…
July 3rd, 2011 at 5:34 PM
Did June Cleaver, aka my mom, give you the love of pearls?
July 4th, 2011 at 8:42 AM
Is your name Wally??? 😉