Talking to my Teenage Stranger Self, Working at a 50s Diner

It's funny to remember back nearly four decades ago to a time and place, to a 50s diner in Tucson, Arizona in the 80s. That young girl in the too-tight Laverne shirt making shakes behind the ice cream counter was me, Steph Saull. I found this recording I made talking about that time (and digressing, of course, onto other seemingly related topics) and I thought it was fascinating how I seem to recall details then that I'm not even sure about now, a little more than a year later. I posit theories and try to ascribe to my own young self feelings and motivations that may or may not truly reflect what I really felt or was motivated by. We are the same she and I and yet...memory fades, and new experiences inform what we felt about the old ones, and change them somehow. But I'm sharing anyway, this story from an unreliable narrator talking about my life, this tale of a time long ago where I felt at home in a little community of people, until such time as I didn't.

P.S. The photo attached is of the NEW Little Anthony's Diner, tricked out in a new location. But the bulk of the decor of the same...you get the gist!! Enjoy:)