One of those holidays I think WAS created by Hallmark is Grandparents Day. Well, technically not, but it FEELS that way.
Here’s another picture my sister Marcia found, taken at some point in the 1940s; no idea where, when or why. The woman in the top row, second from the right is my great aunt Charlotte and the guy next to her in the sweater is her husband, Ernie Yates. Ernie died while his kids Raymond (directly in front of Charlotte), Frances (sitting on the floor), and Donald (on the blonde girl’s lap) were still young, but Charlotte had grandchildren, as Fran, Donald, and Robert (either not yet born, or an infant) all had children. Fran and Donald now have grandchildren.
The woman behind the blonde girl, partially obscured, is my grandma Continue reading “Grandparents Day: my grandmas, and one of my daughter’s”