When I went on line this morning, the first thing I saw was that Shirley Temple Black had passed away at the age of 85. It was ironic that I mentioned her in the post I put up yesterday that came from another blog of mine. She was the same age as I am and I so remember her when I was a very little kid. Her curls!!!! How I envied them. And the beautiful, twirly, flouncy, fluffy skirts she wore - a little girl's dream. I know I saw some of her movies but how many is fuzzy in my mind. Probably remember seeing some or parts of some of them on television later on. She was adorable. I never had a doll - but then I didn't have many dolls I am sure I probably had paper dolls.
Not long after my husband passed away, I took a trip to California with my son and his wife and her parents. It was a tour and the highlight was the Rose Bowl Parade. Shirley was grand marshal of the parade that year so I did get to see her in person, if only at a distance. She grew into a lovely woman with a good marriage and family--a life well lived. RIP, Shirley.