The Runner-Up

In 1968, my mother was a pageant contestant for "Gondola Queen" of Wallaceburg. Did someone enter her? Did she enter herself? Please, I need a little insight here. In the end, she was runner-up, but in that amazing sailor dress, surely the contest was fixed. She killed it out there. I love the write-up. I never had the pleasure of seeing her talent for driftwood handicraft or tapdancing come to full fruition. But I can totally see her belonging to a Coffee House. That woman was always caffeinated!




Runner-up isn't so bad--at least she got to ride in the motorcade.