Thanks to everyone who sent well wishes to my mother. She is doing very well after her hospital stay! It is amazing what modern medicine can do these days. My mom received a lot of visitors - my siblings Chris, Diane, and David (who happened to be nearby as he lives in California. Marc is in Minnesota now and was unable to come due to work), my nephew Stefan, and my sister Maria and mom's sister Marilyn are driving up from Pittsburgh today to spend the weekend with her.
I didn't have time to do much knitting, but I did browse through some old family photos while I was there, and took photos of the photos because there wasn't a scanner around.
At the first house we lived in as a family; the upstairs of a duplex in East Cleveland: Since it is April 1963, I'm three years old (would turn 4 in October), and my Gramma G (mom's mom) is probably there because my brother Marc was being born. My sister Diane isn't in this photo - she would have been a year and a half or so and was most likely in her crib.
|Gramma G, my older brother Chris, and me. What game are we playing? |
This next photo in particular jumped out at me. See, I loved pickles from an early age! And as it was the holiday season, you see us with pop because pop (especially the well-loved Little Toms which I am drinking) was an extra special treat for us. I wrote about Little Toms here)
. I loved my sailor suit outfit. I heard from a friend , who was born in Ireland, that sailor suit outfits were all the rage there at that time, too! But why is Chris wearing his football gear? Oh, maybe he received it as a Christmas present?
|Me and Chris - December 1963. I am four years old, Chris is 6.|
Our family had just moved into the house where my mother still lives in Cleveland Heights..
Mom told me that we moved to this house the day JFK was assassinated
Gramma E with Chris, Diane and me. It says May 1964, but this must have been taken at Easter.
|Gramma E - my dad's mom. She was quite stylish, and was a nightclub singer for awhile.|
And the same day, this time Dad and Mom with me and Chris.
Okay enough tripping down memory lane. I need to get some knitting done. I didn't go to the Winter Market today but Robert is there, subbing for the cheese guy. Which means he gets paid partly in cheese - whoot!!!