Just in case my mom is ever plunked down in front of a computer and shown my “blog” and all the wacky detritus of my life that washes up in it, here’s a category just for her and the few family members that might stop by.
And here’s my dad – fresh out of high school, with an unlikely thatch of hair that at the time was bright, bright red:
I retouched this a bit because my aunt had all the old photos in their beautiful old hand-cut and embossed mattes, and she wrote the names of all the people pictured in mushy black felt-tip pen on the front of all of them, ruining them for display. I’m not sure what she was thinking – I’m glad to know some of the names, but they should have been written in pencil on the back.
The photographer’s imprint reads “Elkjer, Willmar, Minn.”
Anyway, there he is. The photo of him with his a-ward and of him guarding the maintainance hut may be fodder for a later post.
I hadn’t seen this photo before. What fun!! I bet he had all kinds of girl friends! Lucky he held out for mom!