Grindstone Lake in the Northwoods of WisconsinWhat in the WORLD are all "us girls" doin' wearing DRESSES at the lake in the middle of the northwoods???? I can only guess, not really having any memory of this event, that it was a SUNDAY, and back in them thar days Sunday meant dress wearin'.
Adults left to right:
Aunt Clara - What lovely bit does she have on her head???
My mom, Beulah - This was before she was so crippled with RA, though she was already struggling mightily with it then.
Dad, John - That's NOT his Sunday suit - - - I guess men were allowed to get comfortable, even on Sunday.
Kids left to right:
Sister Pam - Notice the "pristine" condition of her garb. Shoes, socks, and dress (except the little wind fly-up of the hem) exactly as they should be. That's quintessential Pam.
Cousin Mary Lou - Hiding behind her little hand.
Me, Keetha - Check it out. Dress rumpled, socks scrunched down, shoes scuffed, hair goin' every which way but loose, and totally absorbed in a bit of rope. ROPE??? Seriously?? What's so fascinating about THAT? Quintessential Keetha.
Cousin John - Not sure what's up with the gun - - - maybe we sent him out to shoot us some dinner or something.
Uncle Loren was taking the picture.
And now? Uncle Loren, Aunt Clara, mom, and Cousin John are all in Heaven waiting for the rest of us to join them.