This photo makes me so happy. Probably shortly before my grandma lost her eyesight. I loved her so much and always will. Gone since 1967 and there is not one day that goes by that I do not think of her. My mom is on the left and my grandma's cousin France standing behind us. Someone did write all of our names on the back of the photo. SMILE.
My friend Lynette was checking in at her late aunt's home. She took this photo of my childhood home. My father would have flipped his lid to see that nasty ram shackled piece of broken down fence. Zero pride. Her aunt's home is the last on the block with an original owner. It will soon be destroyed as all the others have. Trashy people, breaks my heart.
Such a sweet memory. My friend Lynette & I have known each other since we were small children. That is a long, long time.
