Happy birthday, my old faux pas
Today is Julie Andrews’ 90th birthday. Woot!
I was four when Mary Poppins came out. I adored it. I made my mother take me to see it seven times.
One of those times we’d had a tropical downpour and we drove through an intersection where the water came up to our rocker panels. That doesn’t have anything at all to do with this story, it’s just one of those hyper vivid memories that sticks with you forever.
One day, I’m told I said thoughtfully to my mother, “Mother, if you died, do you think there’s a chance Papa would marry Julie Andrews?”
I don’t think she ever forgave me.
October 1, 2025 — 5:50 pm
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