Dear Wonder Woman TV Show from the 70s,
I remember watching you at my grandmother’s house in Roslindale. She set me up with a puzzle on the floor of her upstairs den and she turned the TV on and we watched you with your Golden Lasso and your invisible jet. I don’t remember much: I was really little. But I got the sense that you were awesome.
After Grandma helped me to “wash my teeth” and then she tucked me into bed.
I can probably watch you now if I wanted, Google tells me you are available on several streaming platforms, but for some reason I don’t.
Bye,
-e.