In this weird moment, this non-celebratory 2020 moment, I think I’ll post this again for the 11th time, because this year, more than ever, I like remembering this little girl. “Memory as Myth”…the title of my exhibit at the Hallie Ford Museum of Art this summer, if such a thing is possible…is part of this little girl’s story.

I published this on my birthday in 2009, but I still think it tells my story so let’s go again!!

Tomorrow is my birthday and I’ve attained a certain age.  I have plans, things to do, places to go.  But today I’m looking back.


(I tried to cut my own bangs–oops.)

For a few years after “the war,” I was an only child.  We lived in an apartment in Chicago where I played.

buggy-me snow-me1bike-me

I REALLY wanted to be a “cowgirl.”  I dreamed of the far west.  I idolized Hopalong Cassidy.


While I was running around the streets pretending to be this and that, my parents were building a new house and having a new baby.


I noticed immediately that the driveway made a PERFECT stage:

driveway-1 dress-up-me

Time passed and many new houses were built filling up the street, new brothers arrived.


Eventually they all moved into a bigger  house, but by then I was gone, starting a new life.  I moved to the far west to be a cowgirl.

Here’s to another year of fun, out on the ranch!!!



  1. All of this is well worth repeating. Great photos too. Lots of love and hugs from Seattle. SO excited to see you and your show in May! Xoxoxo

  2. Oh, Bonnie, I love love love these pictures. I love them for all sorts of reasons: Because they’re of you, above all; but also because in one you’re wearing a Hop-a-long Cassidy outfit—and look a lot like Jeff at about that age, whose in a picture on our living room wall wearing almost the identical costume (even back then, however, he was nowhere near as pretty as you). I love the pictures because they could (almost) be of Mary or me…and I love them because they depict the girl who grew up to marry my beloved cousin, who became an incredible artist, and whose friendship means the world to me.

    Love to you and Roger,


    Sent from Mail for Windows 10

  3. Happy Birthday, Bonnie. How is that I actually recognize that little girl as YOU??? The cars do change, though. Ginny

  4. These photos capture more than one particular life…….your choices describe the lives of so many of us who made it to 3/4 C. Thanks!

    1. Thanks Jo…I remember not only my life as pictured but also the random moments of looking at the pictures when the distances were not so great between the moments. I like our dialog on these and other subjects.

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