J.B. Robbins House of Fashion was a very nice women's clothing store. And you went in the front door, they had all these big display windows and you went through this corridor, then you went into the store. And you could go downstairs, you could go upstairs, or you could stay on the main floor. My sister and I really like it because it had a fountain inside, in the lobby area ... at the bottom of the steps and it had flowers around it or plants or something.

Mom apologized profusely. We apologized profusely. But, I don't think we ever went back in there.

So my mom was doing some shopping, so Cindy and I were sort of left to our own devices, and ... we just got tired and that fountain just looked so interesting. We were very good girls. We just never did stuff like that, but we just were tired and it just looked like so much fun, so we took off our shoes and socks and started wading in the fountain. And someone saw us, and I guess looked around for a loose mother and there was our mom.

Mom just about killed us. I mean, she was mortified. Cindy and I just never had so much fun, because this was great. It's woohoo, in the fountain, wading in the fountain at J.B. Robbins House of Fashion. But we did.

How old was I? I don't know. Maybe eight, nine? 'Cause Cindy was really little. She was following my lead. She was not doing this on her own. I was the ringleader, I was the bad girl.

Mom apologized profusely. We apologized profusely. But, I don't think we ever went back in there.