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Stranger Than Fiction.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Jun 14, 2021
  • 2 min read

I am on Ancestry.


As you may recall it was there, where I thought for a brief moment, I was Swedish, and then, Italian.


What I really am however, is nearly 100% Scotch Irish, but I digress.


Recently someone who is my 3rd cousin 3 times removed or some oddness, shared a photo hint with me on the website.


It was my father's parents, my grandparents AT my parents wedding.


I had seen this picture a million times. I also recognized the morning suit my grandfather was wearing since my parents had gotten married, in, you guessed it, the morning!


The tell tale tails and the black and white tie.


But how did this oh so distant relative have access to this picture?


First off I have no idea how she found me, but I immediately questioned how the photo came into her possession.


Her response almost made me faint.


She had bid on the photo on Ebay, but had lost to someone else.


She wondered if that person had been me.


Now I get that my new life is beginning to look more bizarre than the craziest telenovela I have ever heard of, but this takes the cake.


First off, who the fuck has a picture of my grandparents from my parents wedding, secondly, who is selling it on Ebay, and THIRDLY, who THE FUCK wants to buy it?!?


I told her I didn't have to buy it, since it was conveniently located INSIDE of my parents wedding album, free of charge.


Sometimes I swear I need a movie deal, a book deal, or even just a camera crew to follow me around because I can't make this shit up.


I couldn't have even made this up if I had tried to!


Now I am left scratching my head and wondering why pictures of my grandparents at my parents wedding are making their way around the internet.


It also makes me wonder what the hell else is floating around the internet.


Also, it reminds me, that if anyone comes across a photo of me for sale, please be sure to contact me, and for a measly $5 I will kindly autograph it.


You know, from my modeling and Romper Room days.


Muah.



Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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