This week's Sepia Saturday is about shaking hands. I don't have any photos that I can think of that have people shaking hands, but I do have a sort of story.
But first, my contribution for this week.
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I'm wondering if these ladies might have preferred just a handshake instead of what appears to be big smacks on the lips. Of course, the big smacks aren't real, just someone doing some hand tinting to the photo. I love how they're all smeared.
I remember an old woman in line at the Hollywood post office that wore lipstick like this. She looked as if she'd put the bright red lipstick on and then run her hand across her face because the lipstick was smeared diagonally from nose to chin. She looked like an old silent screen actress who should have moved back to the farm when she had the chance. Seeing her convinced me Hollywood was not a town to grow old in.
Messy kisses aside, often even a handshake can be too familiar.
When I was very young my family lived on Midway Island for a year. When a plane landed with someone important on board the residents would go down to the airport to take a look. A particular high ranking government official came through following a trip to Japan. I was a cute curly headed blonde kid and this government official handed me a Japanese yen. I grabbed that money and when he tried to take it back I said, "Mine!" There's actual 8 mm movie footage of me giving him a dirty look as I clutched that bill to my chest. My mother was embarrassed. The official laughed. Really the only interesting part of this story is that this official later went on to create quite a mess for himself by scamming people over money. I'm thinking I was a good judge of character even at that age. Alas I have no idea what became of that yen note. And I won't reveal the name of the high ranking government official…but if it was today you could just pick one out of the hat and be right.