The things I have found that were squirreled away by my parents never cease to amaze me. I found an old negative in an old envelope at the back of my late mothers bureau earlier tonight. It had fallen behind a drawer and must have been there for over 46 years. I put it into the negative scanner and up came this image.
Yes, that's me at about four years old in the woolly hat, with my sister standing on the tree stump. I have no idea where it was taken but I do remember fondly, that hat. I am always saying, every time you take a photograph, you capture a piece of history. I put it fairly accurately at around 1960. Priceless!
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