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Mr Popper & Myself

D and Mr PopperMy mother is perhaps 13 in this small photo. It’s the mid-1920s and she’s looking a little flapperish.

On the back of the photo is written, “To Dorothy From Margaret West.” Perhaps on this spring day in Milwaukee Margaret and Dorothy dressed up and went to a party, or the silent pictures. On the way home they encountered the local constabulary, Mr. Popper, and Dorothy asked Margaret to take her photo. The ever-accommodating Mr. Popper is mildly amused.

Dorothy is holding a newspaper, part hanging down and part flipped up across her chest. Maybe there’s something noteworthy in the paper — something about Dorothy herself, or her school, or her father.

Or perhaps there’s no story, just a record of a moment when a girl shows a new composure, a new self-awareness, when grooming is not simply a matter of complying with Mother’s instructions, but a tiny and newly discovered window into self-expression.

5 responses to “Mr Popper & Myself

  1. susanissima February 23, 2016 at 8:47 am

    Your mom looks confident in this photo, with her feet planted firmly on the ground.The newspapers being a bit askew make me think of creativity, a love of words, you.

  2. kristin February 23, 2016 at 9:32 am

    I look forward to your pieces about your mother.

  3. jik February 23, 2016 at 10:52 am

    Thanks so much, Kristin.

  4. ccrooksphoto February 24, 2016 at 10:32 am

    Lovely onbservations and musings.

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