THE GOOD OLD DAYS

I CAME ACROSS SOME OLD PHOTOGRAPHS TODAY, AND THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE THEM WITH YOU.



THIS IS A PICTURE OF MY MOTHER AND FATHER, EDNA, AND ANDY. MY MOM WAS A TELEPHONE OPERATOR, AND MY DAD WAS A FIREMAN IN THE CITY OF NEWARK, NJ. AFTER THEY GOT MARRIED SHE WAS A STAY AT HOME MOM. MY MOM DIED IN HER SIXTIES, AND MY DAD DIED IN HIS EIGHTIES. THEY HAD SEVEN CHILDREN TOGETHER. FOUR BOYS, AND THREE GIRLS. THEY HAD A GOOD MARRIAGE.

THIS IS A PICTURE OF MY FATHER, MY SISTER CAROLINE, MY SISTER MARY, WITH CINDY OUR BLACK COCKER SPANIEL, MY MOTHER, AND ME.

THIS IS A PICTURE OF MY MOTHER, ME (THE YOUNGEST OF SEVEN) MY SISTER MARY, MY BROTHER DICK, AND MY SISTER CAROLINE.

MORE MEMORIES, WHICH ARE GOOD ONES, AND HOW I LOVE LOOKING BACK AND REMEMBERING THE GOOD OLD DAYS. I LOOK AT MY MOTHER, OH, HOW I LOVED HER SO. SHE WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR US. WHEN WE CAME HOME FROM SCHOOL SHE WOULD BE SITTING AT THE KITCHEN TABLE HAVING HER CUP OF TEA. MY DAD WORKED VERY HARD, AND PROVIDED WELL FOR ALL OF US. HE WAS VERY LONELY WHEN MY MOTHER PASSED, BUT I LIVED ACROSS THE STRET FROM HIM, AND WE GOT ALONG REALLY WELL, MY CHILDREN BROUGHT HIM A LOT OF HAPPINESS. I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A LOVELY HOME, AND I'LL ALWAYS CHERISH THAT.