They have nothing to do with New Years since I don't celebrate it anyway.
Somehow a box full of old slides surfaced at my mother's house. My youngest brother has a device to read them into files. And so he did. All 2500+ of them. Some are gems. Some are great memories. Most are out of focus heads cut off. Many show that we did indeed wear stupid looking stuff in the 1970s.
There were a couple of pictures of my family when we were just starting out.
Dr Dani's first Christmas at Mom's house. She's not in the picture here, but that very cute couple is still madly in love 38 years later.
When Easter rolled around, we paid another visit to Mom and Dad and I am guessing that She(WMBO) was operating the camera. I look at my father here and I wonder: he was 57 in this picture. Did I look that old at 57? Now at 59? I don't think so.
Ed, Jane, Dr Dani, Tim, our gold Buick Century station wagon. Before the days of SUVs and minivans.
In 1962 my oldest brother was at the United States Military Academy at West Point, NY. Mom and Dad took us to visit in a large 15 passenger van. Chris was 19. I was 9 and yes there is a picture of me with him, but this is my favorite. Mom is 41 years old here.
One of my siblings asked why she was biting her bottom lip. I figured it was because she was so darned proud of her firstborn that she was about to bust.
This one was not on the DVD, but my brother Larry (10 years younger than I) took it this year. He has developed into an excellent photographer.
Mom was 91 (and a half, she will insist on adding) when this photo was taken on Christmas Day.
I posted this one with the caption "Nice, Mom, real nice." The gesture of a thumb to the end of the nose and the extended finger waving means (or meant) "Kiss my a$$." And no way to sugar coat it, I was there when this picture was taken. No, the boy in the background is not me but my nephew and yes he looks like me.
My sister, who lives with and cares for Mom, says that this one, and the caption, made her laugh out loud.
Excellent! If I can bring a little joy and laughter to my old mother during the holiday, my work is done.