Memory Sparked

Well, I was driving down Hwy 78 toward Summerville when I passed the Bizzie Bee, a little bar just past the I26 overpass.  The name of the bar reminded me that my mom used to own a restaurant and a couple bars with  catchy names around the Spruill Rd. area about 40 years old.  There is one memory that stands out the most beside my mom being behind the bar and that is when some of us girls were at the bar in the afternoon.  I saw this woman who had the most awesome beehive hairdo.  I told her how  she had such beautiful hair.  When she gave me a quarter, a lot of money for a 5 year old, one of my sisters tried to say the same thing but it didn't work.  I was the only one who got a quarter.  I know to some it may sound awful for little children to be in a bar, but it was before the shipyard day shift ended so there were only a couple of women in there at the time.  It never occured to me that there might be anything wrong with it.  We were never allowed there in the evenings, so we were never exposed to the male clientele.  I will post a picture of my mom in those days in a future post.  She was so beautiful and I am grateful for this memory.