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Thursday, November 24, 2005

Thanksgiving Past

Me, Grandma, Mom, Dad and the Turkey - Florida, 1968
Does my dad look like Buddy Holly or what? lol


Blogger The Persian said...

Wow...I love that picture!! Such memories I bet. Thanks for sharing.


7:11 AM

Blogger Brian said...

Great pictures! I see a burgeoning homosexual in the attention you're giving that drumstick.

10:40 AM

Blogger Jim said...

Anytime PersianGuy, and there are more where that came from :)

11:47 AM

Blogger Jim said...

LOL Brian, you are a sick man, I knew I liked you !! :)

Now I have to wonder if this is why Persian Guy likes this picture too, hmmm. LOL

11:48 AM

Blogger Adam said...

Are digital cameras soul suckers or were people more real in the past? Everyone reeks of personality in that photo, something that is missing in most photos today.

2:37 PM

Blogger Jim said...

Adam, very astute observation and so true.

In the 1968 picture you can see my Dad's born-in-Brooklyn smirk-smile, a characteristic of all smart-asses in our family.

My mom's radiant smile (she just found out she was pregnant with my sister) and her B-52-ish hair, so very fashion forward, a quality she retains today.

My artist grandmother, standing in front of her favorite 1940's creation, looking at me, then her only grandson, wondering if I liked the food, which, of course, was her only concern at Thanksgiving.

Then theres me, oblivious to everything except what really mattered, the food. Funny how I havent changed in that respect :))

5:35 PM

Blogger Jim said...

Ah... and your mom is just as beautiful now as she was back then!
I will make no drumstick insinuations, although I could. :)
Great pic!

11:26 AM

Blogger Jim said...

I'll pass that on to her, Jimbo. I'm glad I inherited the ageless gene from her :)

2:29 PM


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