Thank goodness, Nan, she has not yet discovered our Late Night Talks with The Golden Oldies..:))
Better to present ourselves as what we are - Sistahs of The Spirit - as shown in the wonderful graphic deadhead created of us in our 'childhood.'
I framed it thusly, and gave it to Nan when we met last summer in real life
(We might have to bribe Diver Dave not to squeal on us, Nan..:))
AND...that very picture sits on the shelf right over my computer so I can see it and be reminded of a very special event in my life and of my favorite Sistah of the Spirit (except when she tries to tell me that Mama loved me best).