Curly Sue’d

In 1991 a film was released that changed my life forever. I saw the movie in a theater and my only regret was that I purchased my own popcorn.

Several years after watching the movie I opted to have a slice of pizza at a membership warehouse store and, not being a member, knew I would just have to walk in like I had one. With MiniMe by my side, I informed her, “When they ask me for my membership card, just keep walking.” This created a bit of anxiety for MiniMe, however, it was quickly alleviated when she took her fist bite of pizza, sans membership.

Twenty years later, Bill Dancer’s magic is still alive and well. While heading to Southern California for a weekend trip I learned that both Live Longer and Sleepless had memberships to the Sky Club.

“I guess I’ll just have to Curly Sue my way in,” I informed them.

“What does that mean?” Sleepless asked.

I gave a brief description and then relied on my action to be the best teacher. We approached the counter, Live Longer showed her card and ticket to one agent, Sleepless showed her card ID and ticket to another agent, and I slyly stepped in between the two of them.

“I did it. I Curly Sue’d,” I toasted; then enjoyed my free beverages and boiled eggs.