Can you imagine being told by your dorm supe, "Okay, ladies. We have a Life magazine photographer coming to campus, and we'd like him to visit your prayer group. He will come to your Prayer Group on Thursday, January 15. Be sure you are dressed modestly."
There's so much to talk about with this picture too. I think it is at night because the blinds are closed. I could be wrong, of course, but that's what it feels like.
The pile of shoes on the floor cracks me up.
And while we might have sung songs in prayer group, never, ever, ever, ever did anyone conduct. Was that staged then? Or is that what they did? YIKES.
What else do you see?















