The picture on the right was made for my first year of school when I was in second grade. (Because I already know how to read, I was moved from first grade to second grade on my third day of school.)
My mother had insisted on getting me a permanent wave and this is how my hair turned out. This was the first and only perm I got with one of those old-fashioned machines with all the curlers on wires hanging down. I was petrified.
Somehow it looks like I always wound up wearing checks. I never noticed it till now.
