Of course little girls don't pay much attention to how much work it took my dad to keep his cars running, as well as a daily grind of 8 hours behind some desk or another. And then to have time to enjoy life on a picnic. I do know that he was very good to all us girls, and we held him in our hearts all his life.
I am sharing the blanket (wearing polka-dots on the left) with cousin Claudette behind me, then sis Mary Beth beside me, cousin Sandra next and then my father. I'm thinking that we're someplace in Forest Park, St. Louis to have a lake next to us. The food stuffs in the foreground include one of my favorites still, Cheeze-Its! This was the days before plastic grocery bags, so there are several paper bags with some yummys in them, probably chips and sandwiches. They would have been wrapped in wax paper, as plastic sandwich bags were still to be invented.
Claudette and Sandra were 11 months apart in age, and had come to St. Louis on the train probably from their home in Houston. Sandra was just 2 years older than myself with a December birthday. Now that I think about it, I wonder if they traveled alone all that way. I kind of doubt it. When my mom and myself and sis went to San Antonio by train several years later, it was a 16 hour trip.
Claudette will turn 80 this Sept. 28, 2019. I've been out of touch, so I hope she's well.
Sharing with Sepia Saturday, which has a photo of a lot of cars...thus my link to it this week.
