People used to say it a lot more often to me. You haven't changed a bit.
I am still within 10 pounds of what I weighed when I was 18. My hair is still mostly red, although there are a few more blond spots.
I was thinking of my old monkey. I don't know his name, if he had one. I just remember him as monkey.
I got him when I was very young. He moved several times with my family before we settled in Tallahassee. From the photos it looks like he stayed for a while with my nieces.
This photo was taken in 1972 with my neice Jenny in Tallahassee.
My parents moved to Bradenton in 1974 but he moved back to Tallahassee with my sister Cathy and he seems to have been a close friend of my neice Bekah in 1976.
I am sure we have photos of him with my kids but couldn't find them. He has been a companion to two of our foster children and Cedric calls him "my monkey" today. Unfortunately he has been relegated to the dress up box.
Yes, he was stuck in an old steamer trunk with broken parasols, fur from an old collar and numerous hats and mis-matched shoes. I am not sure he has aged as much as the rest of us over the last 50 years. A couple seams that could use some thread and an ear that someone chewed on for too long, but all in all he looks pretty good.