Theme parties were fun back in the fifties. My girl friends and I (that's me with the "beard" and hat on the back row) all dressed up like we were a hobo. Of all things. But had a great time. It was another one of my birthday parties. My mother served beanie "weanie" stew and we ate out of coffee cans.
Two years ago was our high school class of '66 reunion and I rekindled some of these friendships. So much fun. Most of these young girls are grandmothers now. The little boy in the picture is my brother who is seven years younger. Couldn't leave him out. lol