I have numerous stories about my interactions with Karen and how she was always that shadow that kind of hung over me for some reason. Both our moms sewed, but her mom sewed like her life depended on it! Every day Karen had a new outfit, no joke. She would go to school everyday looking like a little doll out of a box, and she would come home looking the very same way. My mom use to get so mad at me when I would arrive with dirt rings around my knee socks and just a general mess. She would say, " Why can't you come home looking like Karen!" One time I got so mad, and told her it was because I actually PLAYED and she just stood there and bossed people around. This is pretty much how it went all through elementary school, with a few hurt feelings tossed in because of fights. One time my brother and I were playing out in the field, and a little kitten was caught in a tree. We tried to spook her by throwing a rock next to her to see if she would move down the limb a bit more. Karen witnessed what was going on, and proceeded to slap me, and yell at us. I hit her back, I'm embarrassed to say. She started crying, and said she was going to tell. I ran home like the wind, and hid in my back yard. I heard her telling her dad, who was doing yard work, and he said, " What did you do to her, because she is a nice little girl, and I don't think she would have done that for no reason!" In that instant, I felt vindicated, and forever thought her dad was a cool cat!
You can tell how much this girl affected me when this is one of the longest posts I have written in a long time. Skipping ahead to high school now..... lets just say that everyone worshiped this girl!!! She was a cheerleader, in student government and on and on. She had many boyfriends and also was invited to many parties. Meanwhile I was a loner, and watched her comings and goings from my house. One more humiliating story before I close this already too long post. One summer, I had to weed the front yard in the evening after the sun was not so hot, and I was knee deep in mud and looking a wreck. Up drives Karen's newest beau of the week to come pick her up for a date. They both just stood there watching me and were laughing. She then said to me, "You have yourself a nice evening now." They laughed all the way to the car, while I secretly wished I could just disappear in that instant.
She became homecoming queen, and dated the quarter back of the football team...all the clique things you do when you are "popular."
Then junior year rolls around, and she starts to hit the party scene a bit too much. She wasn't a cheerleader anymore, and her grades must have slipped because she was no longer in student government. I don't know what happened to her at this time in her life, but she continued to be the toast of the school regardless. I personally just wanted out of the small town and studied my way out. I got accepted to a four year college, and I never looked back. Karen......well, she stayed in the small town and last I heard was a receptionist for the gas company, never married, nor did she finish her education as far as I know through small town gossip. Her sister and brother fared much better, and both have families. I think the thing that use to really bother me was when kids at school would come up to me as say,"I can't believe you live by Karen, you are so lucky!!" Lucky how? I just could not understand the fascination with this girl! How is it that there are some people that can create this kind of celebrity in their own little world. To this day it puzzles me.
Did you have a neighbor kid that was a thorn in your side??