For a stretch, Mom cut her hair extremely short, almost butch, very out-of-the-ordinary for the locals.
The church next to our first house in Green Island occasionally held events that anyone could attend. One time, perhaps the only time, Mom allowed us to attend their pancake dinner. Her three children were surprised since Mom usually prevented us from being exposed to junk food or sugar, so we were fairly excited.
When we got there, a man was on a ladder – replacing a light bulk or something – and thought Mom was too close in case he dropped something. Sir, would you step back from the ladder please? He was surprised when Mom looked up and he quickly apologized.
