We visited my parents this afternoon and I visited their basement with the intention of taking a picture of their cat, Cricket. I got distracted, though, for there are treasures in my parents’ basement. The first one, I sort of went looking for on purpose after I got downstairs:
I was baptized at Stockbridge Presbyterian Church on February 10, 1980. The calligraphy was done by Miss Lona.
My baptism and my spiritual life in general are on my mind because I will be going on a retreat next weekend.
Then, I decided to see if I could find other old family pictures. I specifically wanted to find if I could find one of Charles Porter Wynn, my great-grandfather for whom Porter was named. No such luck. But I found another pleasant surprise instead:
Ike. Inscription says “1943”
The above picture is one of my grandmother. She was really good to me when I was little. She died when I was 14.
Just for fun, I took a snap of the picture of Inez that hangs in my parents house. The picture was done when she was a toddler. I’ve always thought it was gorgeous.
Baby Inez, born in 1897
That’s all for now.