One of my favorite old photographs: me standing in front of my three oldest brothers, Robert (born William Robert), Campion (born Thomas) and Buddy (born James), all gone now.
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Beautiful family photo.
Harry
Sadly sweet photo. Looks like you are wearing crispy new pants. Or maybe they were recently taken off the clothesline. I remember putting on my jeans that just came off the clothesline and they were always stiff and it took a half-hour or so for them to soften up and feel regular.
I love old photographs. When a friend breaks out a big box of family photos and everyone gets bored with looking at them, I end up asking, "Got any more?"
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