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Vintage Weekly: Easter 1965

Easter 1965 at My Parents' Home
By this time,
my maternal grandmother
had come to live with my parents.  
Standing beside her is a much younger cousin of mine. 
This photo sparks warm memories 
of my parents’ open door policy of welcoming family members 
who were in need of a stopping place 
due to life’s circumstances whether it be financial or health. 
 My grandmother’s age was 71.  
Now, at this time of my life, I am three years older than she was.  

sharing with Jane's 


 
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Al said…
What a great old photo - it's wonderful to have memories like this preserved.
April 13, 2014 at 11:36 AM
J C said…
Lovely, lovely memories Nonnie.
April 16, 2014 at 7:23 AM
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