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Baby Climbs a Tree

Friday - 03/19/2021 — I love leafing through old shoeboxes full of photos. I’m doing that because I want to get them organized, catalogued, whatever, before I croak. This picture of my sister has a note on the back in my mother’s handwriting:

Dad got his arms around the tree. I lifted Diana up and he took hold. I stepped back, took the picture, and turned away to go into the house, leaving Dad and Diana in that position. Daddy yelled, “Hell! Come get this baby!” We all laughed until we were exhausted.

This was several years before I was born and my mother’s depression began to present itself. It’s nice to know there once were happy times.

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