Note from Phyllis

Spoiler Alert: If you’ve not yet read “Incredibly Alice,” you may want to skip over this post. For the rest of you, however, I thought you might enjoy two old photos from my high school senior play, “Cheaper by the Dozen.” In the first, wearing those dreadful black stockings, I’m showing my dad the underwear I intend to wear from now on; in the second, in clothes more appealing, I’ve lined up with my brothers and sisters for the customary fingernail inspection by our dad, who runs the house like a railroad time table.