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Or rather several Peace signs...
My mom had remarried... My step father was kind of, well he was a jerk... And the combined families got off to, and this is very kind, a rocky start...
So they decided to move... To a cool house... And it was cool... Had a swimming pool... Three acres of woods... isolated bedrooms... and a great kitchen, the kind that the party stays there no matter how big it gets... It was huge...
So this is back in 1970...
My mom tells me and the brother to pick out our own design in the bedroom... Me, well I was very Give Me an F... And my brother was more Purple Haze... After a protracted discussion, we settled on three black wall and one wall with giant Peace sign wall paper...
They were black and white...
So, we start in to the new school... I was in eighth grade, a very great year to change schools... And we were excited... We could change... Throw off our youth and settle into a more groovy persona....
So, we ge home from school on the day the wall paper guy was working...
We rushed into the room to see what our hippie den was going to really look like....
And our jaws dropped...
The old guy had papered them upside down...
Turns out he thought they were nuclear warning signs from England... I guess they had upside down peace signs over there in the '50's to warn of the coming of armagendon...
We were devestated...
But you know what.... After we discovered pot and other, ahem, certain mild altering drugs, people wanted to come over to our house and be with the Upside Down PEace signs...
Thirtieth year Reunion this past summer... People still brought it up... Even people who never stepped foot in my house....
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