Please! Please!....pass the towel!
I really think whoever owned the Brownie camera that day came in to take a picture of a spider we called "Little Jo"....named after my mother.
A huge spider lived in that shower stall, way up high. Someone, probably my Grandfather named it Little Jo. I think it was supposed to keep us all from freaking out. I didn't bother me...I knew there was no room in my tub for 8 more legs!
*grin
