Loretta went on a trip today to see some of the places where her Mom grew up. That's Omer's Mom too, of course.
And then there were piles of pictures to sort that have been passed around the family. I had never seen this one of Omer and Loretta before. I think this was taken in fall of 1944 or 1945. That's my best guess. I love it!
This one, we can date for sure. This is 1946, because the toddler between the two of them is their sister Patty, who died soon after this, of pneumonia.
Because their mother was from Grand Rapids, Patty is buried there, and Loretta visited the grave today. I have seen it once, one day long ago.
Lots of pictures- some precious, some we can't even identify. Maybe you'll see a few more in days to come.
In other news: I worked on the book in the morning, got some stuff cleared out of my old car in the afternoon, had dinner with friends, and then had a meeting and writers' group. I'm pooped.
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