Dentures
These days I'm contemplating the image of the solider verses the veteran. Fun stuff, for the nerd in me. Particularly, I'm looking at The American Legion Magazine , and mixed within these pages of patriotic valor and dutiful honor advertisements abound. That is no surprise. Yet, a continual theme has arisen. Advertisements for girdles, corrective footwear, and dentures abound. The dentures . . . a simple black and white photo of false teeth seems to jump off the page to startle and haunt me. Gah. I think I was four or five when my Mom's Dad came to visit us in Washington State. Visits with grandparents are just that: filled with presents, sweets, and good stuff. Yet, Grandpa left his dentures in a glass on the back of the toilet (or maybe the bathroom sink). I did not know he had dentures. See where this one is going? I came running from the toilet with my curls flying screaming about monster teeth. Good times....