...e rebound of my woman, regaining and surpassing her pre-child birth body with intense exercise, was remarkable. To say I had pride is not sufficient. With her own physical and mental changes came the opening to try some new things.
The above is a photo of her, late in 1968.
We were not looking for anything risque at all during that time. It was matter of fact, when my cousin’s campus dorm, and a promoting fraternity, came up with a kegger - mixer where the possible recruits would be entertained by booze, music and beyond. The hope for beyond included acquiring a stripper. That was a very difficult job in a conservative Midwestern town. During the same time period, my wife and I would visit the cousin, since his hall was only a block away from married student housing. The guys in his hall all were knocked out by the wife’s sweet personality, and, at the same time, smoldering sex appeal. No one failed to notice her top physical condition. And she, in turn, was very appreciative of the stares and mutterings any time she went to the hall. As the kegger plans all went in place, except for a stripper, the mutterings became clear voices to my cousin. “God, wouldn’t it be wonderful to get a girl like your cousin’s wif...