Suburban Chicago, January 1, 1965. We're celebrating again with my friend Kris and her family. Kris and I stand in the front. In the back, from left to right: my Dad—holding "Kris's dog, "Ziggy;" my Mom; Kris's Dad, Vytenis; my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, and; Kris's Mom—and my Mom's best friend—Donna.
My Mom is wearing a black dress with a large bow positioned just above the waist. It has a matching bolero with three-quarter-length sleeves. The dress is very familiar because I still wear it occasionally to holiday parties. It's required some repair work over the years—probably because I stressed the seams—but it remains a charming number.
3 comments:
I remember that wall clock well. Very midcentury modern.
Happy New Year!!
...please note that you and I are both sporting the same stylish haircut...
Happy New Year!
We both have barettes.
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