Sunday, October 10, 2010

Vintage Dad

Have I told you how much I adore my Aunt Sarah?  She knows how much I love old family photos. 

I was so delighted when these gems showed up yesterday:

 My papa and his older brother Sam.

And my favorite, the house where my dad grew up: Windy Fields. My Papa was over yesterday and he told me that the trellis shown running between the first and second stories was quite useful for making a quick escape from one's upstairs bedroom window into the freedom of the great outdoors. 

Sarah collaborated this account with this pithy [my bad: In the earlier version I had omitted the 'h' from pithy] comment: Your father's story of his stealth exits via the trellis were legendary in the neighborhood.

Ha! I love it. That's my Papa.