Here’s to You Norma Jean

Greetings Hairballers,

Returning my hair to its natural state, which at this point is platinum, got me thinking.  Oy. 

Here’s to You Norma Jean©

        

         FMHorner

They made you into the person we called Marilyn Monroe, a sex goddess of the silver screen--all platinum blonde, Happy Birthday Mr. President and Joe DiMaggio.  Every female wanted to look like you.

My 14-year old mind devised plan.  A platinum-washout rinse would transform me.  It didn’t.

That night, our band took the field at half time and it started to rain.  My rinse was a washout as purple rivers streamed down my uniform.  Trying to keep in step while laughing, I almost swallowed by clarinet.  I had become Daffy Duck.

Ah Norma Jean, I never became Marilyn Monroe and neither did you.  Early one morning you left us, on your own terms.  All we had left were memories of the phantom Marilyn and Joe DiMaggio.

Hairballs,

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