I worked on stuff all day and didn't end up with any interesting pictures, so I'll take you on another tour back in time. What does the well-dressed one-year-old wear in the summer when it's very hot and the year is 1949? Apparently only an undershirt. (Yeah, that's me.)
Unless relatives come to visit, of course.
This is my half-brother's first wife. Her name was Ethel. Since John was so much older than I am, he already had a son before I was born. That means my nephew is older than I am.
He's the kiddo on the left, and I'm on the right.
His name is 'Ricky,' Frederick Leary, and I really wish I could locate him. Here we are again.
So, I worked on volunteer stuff all day, and tomorrow will be more of the same. I have some old pictures I want to share some time that should be of greater interest. But it's going to be a big scanning job. I just didn't feel like starting all that today on top of the other things I'm working on.
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