Slick,

I thought I was the only one with a strict upbringing. I wasn't allowed to wear pantyhose (stockings in those days) till I was 16. Until then, I could wear fishnets (go figure ). I'm not sure when I started shaving. Same thing with make-up and dating.

I was a little devil though. Yes, I had a wild side, believe it or not. My father told me that I was not allowed to go to drive-ins. So I would find a movie playing at both a drive-in AND the regular theater . Till the day he died, he never knew.

Of course the rules were totally different for my brother, who was 5 years older than me.