My sister recently celebrated her 30th birthday and I nosed through some old family photos to find a few to give her. I came across a few great ones and thought I would share.
Here is the oldest picture I pulled out. This is Jessie Burns, my great grandmother on my mother’s side. I never knew she was so beautiful in her youth. The photo isn’t dated.
Here’s my mother when she was 16. Wow, what a hairdo. Unsurprisingly, I never saw her do anything like this after. I love the expression on her face.
Here is she three years later in college. This photo was taken in her sorority, Delta Delta Delta, at Simpson College. I attended the same college as her and joined the same sorority, so it’s fun for me to see these old pictures because we shared similar experiences in the same places.
Here is my father, standing post at Ford Ord in Monterey, California. He was drafted into the army for the Vietnam War but never deployed (thank God.) I’m not sure what year this is. One thing I love about pictures of my father from his youth is that he usually has a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. What a miscreant.
Here is a great picture of my parents in Reno, taken eight years before their eldest daughter was born. According to my father, he thought the red turtleneck and black corduroy jacket looked “pretty swank.”