When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood.
Sam Ewing
Me at the same age. Can you see the resemblance?
We moved into this house when I was five years old. The house used to be green, and the extension had not been built. And the trees? They were wee little things when we lived there. I remember the house to our left. A young wife and mother lived there. The husband came home one day and found her hanging in the basement. Not only were we children and did not understand, but doctors didn't understand Post Partum Depresson at the time. Today she may have been saved.
My bedroom was in the back and Kathleen's house was right behind it. I've found a few friends recently and we shared some fun memories over the weekend, but I've not found Kathleen. Maybe one day. As I learned this past couple weeks, miracles can happen.
Not sure how old I was, but looks like maybe high school.
At grandma's house.
My dad is the one in the back. Now tell me he isn't a dead ringer for Elvis Presley.
My daughter and newest great granddaughter.
Well, that's about it for today. Have a good one.
Wonderful pictures! I am so glad your reunion was successful. Your daughter looks very much like you! The photos looked so much like the old photos of my childhood, including your house. Oh, and your Dad looks a LOT like Elvis! :)
ReplyDeleteYou look so much alike! My daughter looks nothing like me!
ReplyDeleteYes, your Dad has a definite Elvis-y look to him! That final photo of your daughter and great-granddaughter is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteMary, those are some lovely photos.
ReplyDeleteCan see a definite resemblance.
ReplyDelete(((hugs)))