THAT is what occurs to you to say when you see that photo?
Get help.
My mom isn’t in that photo - but she does tell the story of being with a few girlfriends on VJ day (Dad was in the Pacific), and being a bit scared out on the streets of Alameda(?), California. It was too rowdy for their Midwestern roots - so they celebrated in their shared apartment. She’ll be 94 this summer - with a memory better than mine!