That's me sitting on my Dad's knee with that chipmunk grin on my face. I'm guessing the photo was taking in late '64 or early '65. And we were probably in Charleston, South Carolina, where we lived at the time. I wonder why my sister is so fascinated with the lawn?
Two years ago today my sisters, my stepmother and my Uncle Paul were with my Dad as he spent his last hours on this planet after fighting a 3 month battle with Leukemia. We buried him a few days later in Stonewall Jackson Memorial Cemetery where many generations of his ancestors are buried. Dad and... Continue Reading →
This picture was found in some of my dad’s things: But who are these people and when was it taken? The boy holding the dog is my father. The woman standing in the photo is my great aunt, Eva Gillespie. The girl on her left is my Aunt Madeline, my father’s sister. I talk to... Continue Reading →