I adore my family. Every one of them. We love each other, respect each other's boundaries, and know that we can call anyone during trouble and they'd be there in a heartbeat. We're all weird in our own little ways, but that's part of the fun. I'm a fortunate girl!
Here are a few "blast from the past" photos from my mom's side...
|My elegant grandmother. Here she's in her early 20s (1942?). Love the peeptoes! She's 93 and still going strong (so is grandpa!).|
|Here she is at her high school graduation, 1935. Her mother, a seamstress, made that gorgeous dress.|
|Two of my aunts and uncle. I'm on the right (age 14). Circa 1980.|
|1976? I'm the dorky kid looking up at my mom.|
|My mom on a ship en route to Copenhagen in 1949 (my grandfather worked at the American Embassy there)...|
|...and her high school portrait 1965. The hair!|
Will do dad's side in another post...scanners are so cool, aren't they?