Recently, I’ve been working on a bit of a photo project, and got hold of a disc filled with scans of my family’s old slides. Anyone remember slides? The disc I have contains photos from 1957 (when my dad went into the Army) to 1977 (when we all wore the most head-scratching outfits; I should show you the one of my toddler brother in an ill-fitting light blue leisure suit).
But here’s a photo of my mother, with my infant sister. She was 20. This past year, my mother turned 70, and in a few weeks my sister will be 50. To say they’ve “grown up” together is no exaggeration. Wasn’t my mom a looker? Isn’t my sis the prettiest little baby ever?
Happy first day of summer, everyone!