A Story About a Girdle and a Best Friend

By Every Family's Got One Guest Writer -- Mary Shea Most people remember their first kiss. I remember my first girdle. It was 1964, I was 14-years old and my best friend Sue and I were invited to Peter Murphy’s birthday party. My party dress was beautiful, but a little tight around the waistline, so my mother bought me a girdle. On the night of the shindig, I was excited and tried to get ready quickly. But the girdle that was holding me in... was also holding me up. I found that squeezing into it and then struggling to [...]