I've told this story before, but back in the 1940's and 50's my mother had a professional photographer come to our house every year at Christmas time to take a family picture. There were a few years when he also came for our birthdays. My sister's birthday is December 23rd and mine is December 29th, so we also have some pictures of our birthdays. As I grew older I hated posing for these pictures, but now I'm so glad that I have them.
I've shared these pictures online before and people always seem to enjoy seeing them. My only regret is that my mother is no longer alive to know how much her efforts were appreciated. It must not have been easy getting the house straightened, hair combed, everyone dressed appropriately, etc. Anyway, I thought I'd share some of the pictures on my blog this year.
This was Christmas 1946 and I was almost a year old and my sister would have been three. We were living upstairs at my grandparent's home. The war had ended, my Dad was home, and the attic had been converted to an apartment for us.
I'll try and post Christmas pictures from now until the end of the month. I hope you enjoy them.
Reid is feeling a whole lot better this week and eating well. It seems like the first week after chemo really wipes him out and then he has a good week before he goes back for chemo again. Tomorrow he goes for rehab at MD Anderson...the appointment we rescheduled due to the snow last Friday.
I love it! Keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteHi, Betty, well thank goodness Reid has some good weeks where he can pack in some food. Oh, I love the converted attic home. Your mother must have really liked dolls, you and your sister always had them in the photos.
ReplyDeleteBetty, I love these photos of you and your sister. They are priceless. It was a wonderful idea for your Mother to do. I'm posting past Christmas photos on my blog too. Please pop by when you have time.
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