Memories come in photo surprises
March 22, 2008 | Photoblog
I was sitting at the dinette table, propped on my elbows, enjoying a cool breeze blowing through the front door, and half asleep because I was so tired from working all morning in the kitchen. I was thinking about mother, which I do a lot lately.
Luis interrupted my daydreams, and asked me who we knew in Dothan by the name of B. Jordan.
“Oh! That’s my cousin, Babs! She promised to send me some old photographs that she had of the family members months ago. Those are THEM!”
They were wonderful. There was a picture of Daddy Mac (my Grandfather James Howard McLure…He would be your Great-Grandfather. He would be Great-Great grandfather to your children.) He is such a good-looking old man. I still haven’t taken time to discern everybody’s age yet, except maybe Babs. She looks to be about four. That would make the one of me about fourteen, and Alex about seven. There is one of Uncle Frank, Aunt Nell, Uncle Buck, little cousin Cherry (Buck’s daughter) Babs’ brother, Don is about three, and little sister Mary Beth is two. There is another man that I can’t identify. The picture of me isn’t good. I have a scarf around my hair, and I’m looking down (sitting down). Barely recognizable, but I know it’s me. I know it’s Alex, although it’s only a side view. Two pictures of Mama Mac are really good. I am anxious to know how old she is, because I have a feeling that she is younger than I am now. That would be something!! And I didn’t realize that I got Nell’s figure. I got her legs precisely.
Uncle Frank was such a Hunk! or a Fox! or whatever the modern vernaculer is. He was just adorable.
Anyway. This is my post for the day. LOVE MOM
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