WHEN I AM AN OLD WOMAN

Walla Walla Branch of the Red Hat Society

There I was, seated by myself at the local McDonald's filling time until my next Carnegie Picture Lab presentation, when these two women sat down at the table just kitty-corner from me. I immediately recognized their outfits as those of the Red Hat Society, and knew I wanted to take their picture. But people pictures present an obstacle for me as I don't like invading people's personal space. And while asking is always proper photo etiquette, the resulting photos are often not as natural as a candid shot. So I did what I often do, adjusted myself in a casual posture as I looked at my cell phone, ostensibly viewing Facebook or a text message, but in reality taking several candid photos. 

As I left, I stopped at their table and complimented them on their lovely hats. A short conversation ensued about the local branch of the Red Hat Society during which time I realized that I recognized these two women. The one on the right worked in the Walla Walla School District for years while the other was my Eastern Washington University Supervisor when I did my student teaching some 28 years ago. I now perform a similar role for Walla Walla University supervising their student teachers and have often thought of Jackie Ormsby as I reflect on my own long teaching career. 

Talk about synchronicity!

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals, and say we've saved no money for butter.

For the remainder of the poem and more about the Red Hat Society, click HERE: