the greatest memory i have of this is when i was probably 10. my grandma worked at a nursing home about a half mile from my home and we often walked to visit her and the residents who we got to know fairly well thru her. one man in particular was our favorite because he would pretend he didnt' like us but we knew he did. he taught us card games and told us jokes. often jokes that he shouldn't have been telling to kids our age. probably not to kids of any age. my grandma often "shooed" us away from him because of his racey jokes. he also gave us candy. but only one piece per visit. if we went back, he'd yell at us and tell us to go home.
one year i had gotten wigs for christmas. they were the most real-looking wigs i had ever seen....not the barbie doll yellow-blonde things they market to little girls these days. this one particular time i made my brother (who is almost 2 yrs younger) and a male cousin (3 yrs younger) put on wigs, makeup, and dresses. i put on my brother's clothes, shoes and rode his bike, while my brother and cousin pushed the stroller with these 2 cloth dolls to the nursing home. our intent was to fool this old man into believing we were completely different kids so we could get more candy from him. 2 other cousins were with us, the girl dressed as a boy with me, and the youngest boy dressed as a baby with bib and feet-pajamas. he was 4. the cloth dolls were also in on the trick....after all, the larger the group, the less likely he would recognize us. right?
let me just say that when we walked into that nursing home, we got some very strange looks. i think i may have heard a few giggles and snickers too. but we were convinced that we looked so different that even our grandma wouldn't recognize us. we headed straight for that man's table in the dining room, the one with the candy, to be friendly and introduce ourselves to him. he took one look at us, frowned, packed up his cards, and said "get out of here before i tell your grandmother you're bothering me!"