Sunday, June 12, 2011
Who was that little kid?
I think I mentioned here recently that my parents are in the process of moving out of the house they've lived in for the past forty years. As they are going through everything, my brother and sister and I end up bringing home stuff we can't bear to see go. My brother is currently having fun going through old family photos, and every few days I get another batch of them in email -- it's like instant flash to childhood.
So here you see the three of us kids -- my sister Laura, the oldest, there on the left, my brother Gregg, the youngest, in the middle, and me on the right. Don't you just love the angle of the bangs?! And there, in the background -- all that midcentury modern furniture, some of which still lives in my parents' house and will go with them (long upholstered into something different from that orange, thank goodness) to the new house.
And here's me and Laura posing for what I think is an Easter picture. I can remember how it felt to sit on that brick planter edge to pose, and I remember that jeweled pin that seemed like the height of elegance (Laura and I both had them but I don't remember where we got them).
I wonder what Gregg will send next...