A favorite old photo of my father in his fedora, his Irish immigrant mother, the oldest of my six siblings, Tommy, in his Army Air Corps uniform, my mother's mother, my mother, and little me with the same expression as my father, toward the end of WWII, c.1944-45. A few years later, the back porch we're standing on would be my maternal grandmother's bedroom after she came to live with us. My paternal grandmother lived down the street.
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