family photo
ETA: exhausted. That lunatic old bat kept me up all night -- fully dressed and wandering around at 2 AM, for an 8:30 AM ride to the airport. I told her to go to bed four times during the night, but finally, she got dressed again and sneaked out of her room. She'll be tired and weepy after the flight, in spite of every effort to make it comfortable and easy for her.
I've been up late, digging through genealogical records to make copies for my brother, for my mother to bring with her tomorrow morning. We may be eligible for dual citizenship, since Mom's parents were still citizens of Italy when she was born. I've also been listening for the Mom's door and sending her back to bed; when she has to travel, she obsesses over everything and will stay up all night repacking her bags. She needs to sleep!
I'm usually up most of the night myself, anyway, watching bad TV and old movies.
But I found this photo and recognized my Dad's parents, both of whom died when I was a child.
They're the couple in the middle. My grandfather, in the face, looks so much like my brother Mark! This may have been when they renewed their vows, or an Easter (going by the white shoes and those gloves and mitts). Aw. Grandma traveled with us a lot, including a trip to Florida when I was maybe ... 6? I remember sitting in the back of the Buick with my feet up on watermelons she'd bought. Grandpa I remember mostly in a wheelchair or sitting in the kitchen when we visited. Or presiding over holiday tables, with a glass knobbed rod he dipped into holy water, to bless the table.
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I've been up late, digging through genealogical records to make copies for my brother, for my mother to bring with her tomorrow morning. We may be eligible for dual citizenship, since Mom's parents were still citizens of Italy when she was born. I've also been listening for the Mom's door and sending her back to bed; when she has to travel, she obsesses over everything and will stay up all night repacking her bags. She needs to sleep!
I'm usually up most of the night myself, anyway, watching bad TV and old movies.
But I found this photo and recognized my Dad's parents, both of whom died when I was a child.
They're the couple in the middle. My grandfather, in the face, looks so much like my brother Mark! This may have been when they renewed their vows, or an Easter (going by the white shoes and those gloves and mitts). Aw. Grandma traveled with us a lot, including a trip to Florida when I was maybe ... 6? I remember sitting in the back of the Buick with my feet up on watermelons she'd bought. Grandpa I remember mostly in a wheelchair or sitting in the kitchen when we visited. Or presiding over holiday tables, with a glass knobbed rod he dipped into holy water, to bless the table.
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