Mindless Babbel From a Mindfull Artist....
family secret revealed....
Published on January 10, 2004 By Does it matter In Misc
On holidays my family likes to get together and talk about funny/ stupid things we have all done in our lives. From the cute baby stories to the time when Grandma climbed the fence, in heels, drunk as my mother watched as a little girl in the 60s.
All the grandchildren in my family are older now ranging from 25-17. During one of our many reflecting periods, on Christmas, my Grandma begins to talk about when she was young. Now my grandma is a funny lady with many hilarious stories. I would say she is a cross between Lucielle Ball, Donna Reed, and Edith Bunker.
Anywho.... She begins to tell us about her 3 aunts business at the turn of the century. As she progressed deeper into the story the family began to say we never heard this one before. So she continued with: "Well the 20s were a fast time, with the street car strike and all. My mother was just finished high school, which was rare in that time because you had to pay to continue past grade 8. My aunts had their own business. They were known as the 'Dirty Orr Girls' of Battle Creek Michigan."

Dirty Orr Girls? Mmmm....
I began to ask her why were they considered "Dirty". She then said: "Didn't I tell you my Aunts owned a Brothel?"

Well.... If I fail at art maybe I can re-start the family business?
Comments
on Jan 10, 2004
Wow! I guess it's kinda hard to take offense when someone says something like "Your grandma's a whore!"

At least you know you come from good stock
on Jan 10, 2004
I have always liked the women of ill repute ~chuckles~ They make it possible for losers to get laid too. I am talking old school too or Las Vegas style not the back street crack head ones.
on Jan 10, 2004
It's amazing what relatives will tell you about the family history. My pappa, before he was committed, swore up and down that he worked for Al Capone running liquor. A lot of strange stories came out. He said he had some treasure buried somewhere on family land. He supported a second family in secret. (After he died, it was revealed that he had supported his sister and her child his whole life. My nan always wondered where the money went. She considered herself to be the primary income earner all along.)
Turns out he was telling the truth about some of his stories. After he died, my nan sold the house, but kept in contact with the new owners. Years later they dug up the driveway to make an addition onto the house. The contractor of the job called my nan and informed her that they found a car buried underground and did it belong to her? It belonged to my papa. My nan said for them just to take the car away. No word on lost treasure. No definitive word on Al Copone. But who knows. Anything is possible.
on Jan 13, 2004
Don't fret, Karen, if the art doesn't work out, you can always upgrade to the Japanese Geisha house in that way you can do murals on rice paper doors and create some interesting, exotic costumes for your employees.