Mom and my grandpa H, at her wedding, 1964.
They didn’t give my aunt K. a shirt, but they did give her an accordion.
That’s my dad, with fisticuffs.
This is the only known photo I have of my dad in a dress — not to mention, psychotic makeup. I’d like to chalk it up to doing A Midsummer Night’s Dream or something, but I just. don’t. know.
A few years after my grandfather quit his office job in the Hartford and moved to a farm in rural Connecticut, he lounged in the hay with my dad. Circa 1943.
That’s my dad in the red jacket, giggling.
My grandmother trying, and failing, to ski with the dogs, Thunder and Lightning, in the 1940s.
Caught mid-snowman, my dad and aunt K, circa 1947. Love her coat.
My grandmother taking a winter walk with the dogs Thunder and Lightning, circa 1942.
