Mother, Father and Baby Me makes three
Happy Mother’s Day Mom!
I don’t have a lot of photos of my mother, let alone my mother and father and I together. My mother passed away in June 1979 of Familial Polyposis, a genetic form of colon cancer at the age of 32, when I was just about to turn 10. She did not like to have her picture taken (something I have inherited along with FAP) so the ones I find are precious and rare.
After my father passed away in 2012, I dug through all the photos and memorabilia my wife and I were able to save from his house and stacked boxes in my home office. Going through them as time allows, I found this photo of the three of us… I can’t be more than a year old here… back in the apartment in the Bronx. We would live in that apartment until I was about five and my brother just about three years old.
I’m still digging through boxes of stuff – and will probably do so for a long time to come …
I do need to stop and question the fashion choices that were made for babies … seriously WTF is this all about … cant blame it all on the 60’s/7o’s 🙂
