I have been going through my family photos again. So many photos without dates or names. My mother had kept them in paper bags. I am not much better. Mine are in boxes.
This is another addition to my project of documenting family history. It is kind of a fun project when I have the time. Today, with the snow storm, was a good day to create another page.
When I was little, I knew my grandmother as an old person. It would have been fun to know her here in her youth.
Here I am in the early 1950’s holding hands with my grandmother. I had to be between 2-3 years old her. My grandmother was somewhere around 66. She was sharp until she died.
She was a true blessing in my life.