1947
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As long as I'm thinking about my son, and my mother (see below), I might as well post this photo of me and mom way back in the good old black & white days of 1947 when she was all of 22, and I was closing in on 2.
Mom is 81 now, living on her own in a big house on 2 acres in Utah, and as feisty as ever.
And I'm 60, still strong-willed, stubborn and rebellious, but I do seem to have outgrown that daredevil streak.
A work in progress, I guess you might say, very slow progress.
;~)
Labels: autobiographical, family, Jim, mom
1 Comments:
Wow, I can see the resemblance between you and Jimmy. Your mother was very beautiful in that picture!
Sorry to hear about yet another local tragedy there. I don't know if I could go on after the loss of any one of my children.
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