“Tony, please come take a picture with me,” she pleads. He squats down and she runs over and puts her arm around him to pose for the camera. The adoration is apparent, in her eyes, in her touch, in her pose.
Every photo states “This is my one and only big brother”.
By the time she was in junior high, he had enlisted and was gone. He never returned to our hometown. He married a hometown girl and they made their living and raised their 3 children in Cincinnati, OH.
But, every year, bad weather and all, they drove back home for the Christmas holiday break. For 15+ years, they made the annual trek. It’s how I remember all the Christmases of my childhood. I, like my mother, grew up adoring my Uncle Tony.
Love these two photos. Both your Mom and your Uncle Tony were very good looking children. Yes, you can see how much she must have adored him. Glad you enjoyed his company as well. Is your Uncle Tony still alive? Love that double breasted coat your Mom is wearing. Don't you wish you could see what color it was?
ReplyDeleteCan't wait till next Monday to see another photo..:) I'm hooked!
Maureen
Such loving memories! Unfortunely, for me ours got stolen. :o(
ReplyDeleteWhat a treasure you have of old family photos. Love the cupcake queen and afgans, too.
Wishing you and yours a safe and Happy New Year! So, glad we got to meet this year and it is one of the treasures I have for 2009. ;o)
Hugz, Z
What a loving tribute! The photos are precious and so are your captions for them!
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