Olga Cook ("Cook" was her married name, I believe her original name was "Martin") was my grandmother's only first cousin, she lived with her mother in a brownstone on the Upper West Side. We've heard stories about her for years. YEARS. My Uncle (who had one too many forced recitals from her) always called her 'Olga From The Volga", she was really first generation Irish and, from family stories, frequently felt the urge to publicly break into song. My aunts referred to her as a walking musical, she'd just start trilling away at the drop of a feather - in restaurants, on the street, in the park, you name it.

Far from a slut, she lived with her mother all her life, even when briefly married. Other than the marked tendency to belt out showstoppers in the grocery store, from all accounts she was her mother's 'stage daughter', and very proper. I have 18 first cousins, we all grew up hearing the tales of Olga From The Volga but most of us had never seen a picture of her, thank you! I posted all these photos on my FB page, my cousins and I have been laughing for a week :) Olga From The Volga, like the Spanish Inquisition, who'd expect after all these years for Olga to show up ...

I wish the fashion world would revive silk stockings. They look terrific.

The way she's holding that large shaft of fluffy flowers or freshly picked cotton, she's got her face painted up like some kind'a harlot and, well look, she's just enjoying herself a bit too much. Yep, that's slutty, Grandpa.

[What she's holding is a prop ice cream cone. - Dave]

Check out this site for pictures of Olga's playbills. Hardly "slutty." A very classy lady in her day.

www.genealogyimagesofhistory.com/coo.htm

I hope you're kidding. Is that cotton candy?

Gotta be that strap, Dave.

We already have far too many slutty pictures in the world........we do not need them here also !!!

["Slutty"? - Dave]