That’s me. At our grandparents house.
Lincoln, Illinois 1955.

That’s me. At our grandparents house.
Lincoln, Illinois 1955.
A follow up to the Denali post from yesterday. September 2016.
My sister and I were lucky we were in the 30% of visitors who can actually see Denali. Our first day it wasn’t visible. The highest peak in North America. This view was taken from the train headed back to Anchorage.
Found in my paternal grandmother’s photo album
I think the boy is my father’s brother Harold (Butch) b.1928
Because the woman’s face is in the shadow of the hat brim, I’m not sure if that’s my grandmother
Here’s a photo of young Uncle Harold at my parents wedding August 28, 1939. He was seventeen years younger than my dad. Uncle Alan is on the right.
It was a winning night, perfect weather, good friends and the evening ended with a beautiful fireworks display. Thanks for the tickets, Mark.