Sunday, June 19, 2016


The top photo shows my dad and six of the seven children he and my mother had (a brother between me, in my mothers arms, and my sisters, died in infancy) on the back porch of our house in South Orange NJ, during WWII...

...and the bottom, a favorite because of the tender way my father is touching his two most troublesome kids, the youngest of my brothers and me, I would guess around twelve (unfortunately my father's hand touching me is cut out at the bottom but believe me it's there), in Belmar, NJ in the 1950s, with a few of my siblings, my mother and her mother, who's little "bungalow" we were in front of.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You always write about your family with great affection
& love. Beautiful photos.
Harry Northup