During my stay I had the opportunity to eat some good vittles and hear some off the chain music as only those powerful transmitters can broadcast. I also got to do my favorite thing and travel through my past via picture albums, and I ran across a few I hadn't seen in ages, like this goonie 'freshie' shot from 1965.
Chris was 12mos old when Me and Thomas married. Look at my handsome little man..I still remember that knit suit he wore..sigh.
We had our reception at The Lowden Homes Community Center on 95th St in Chicago. The same center that the doo-woppers would gather outside of on warm summer nights. I still remember the harmony that they produced as they drank Boone's Farm or Ripple w/koolaid. Wonderful memories... anyway,
The middle pics are him and Pedo looking alike. I took the pic of him while we were on our honeymoon . He was posing in the leather vest that he'd bought me..looked good on him too, and Pedo years later in a similar outfit and pose. I love comparing shots as you can see.
1968-Me and Thomas at the Jr. Prom. He was a Sr. though taking me to mine. That was a prom year for me because he took me to his too.We went to Harlan H.S. in Chicago.
Fast forward from those prom days to 1977 when our youngest baby boy came along..Evan Christian posing for the camera. He was so adorably chocolate.
To the left is Chris and Evan in the kitchen..circa 86.
My poor baby Pedo. Back in 1974 some mysterious illness befell her at 1 years old and I was at the hospital with her. I may be smiling but I was overwhelmed with worry. I had 'just' snatched her from this fat nurse who insisted I leave her in the hospital crib..but she had scratched the back of her neck raw! I was incredulous!
Needless to say the nurse backed off--and so she had better..I was ready to rumble! lol You know how we momma's is!!! hmph!! I screamed at her--"This is MY baby!!!!" right after that when we calmed down Momma snapped this shot. My beautiful mother has 'always' been by our side..sigh. I love her so.
Now popping back in time here's me and Dena to the right in Oakland CA-'57 visiting our maternal grandfather, Leslie. I still remember those stairs and telling Grandfather his kisses tasted like 'soda pop'..lol
Here's a happier time for me and Pedo. Momma had just returned from taking her to see my maternal grandmother Perneria in San Francisco.