These are my adoptive parents, Delores and Herb, just before they were married. I think this photo is lovely.
This is Grandma Lyda and Grandpa Eli Law. One of the few photos in which they are together and smiling. I never was to know Grandpa; he died before I had the chance. Later, when I was in my mid-teens, my Grandma took out all her old photos and destroyed the majority of them in which Grandpa was pictured.
This is my dad and his family. My aunties were very important to me. They had distinctly different personalities. Helen, or Bunny, was my favorite; I had a special bond with her. Elaine was the baby of the family and everyone called her Baby. She was loud and funny and got away with speaking her mind.
I love both of these photos…
I know this picture isn’t of very good quality, but I just love the happiness and silliness in it. The kids at the top of the steps are my cousins and I love how I’m looking at them like, “it’s been fun; gotta go – see you later!”
This picture of me and Dad has always been my favorite. This was a different man than the one I eventually knew. Happier times; delightful times.
