Just look at this picture of my family in 1958. Not only can all these lucky folks pile in the car and go see Vertigo at the first run drive-in, but check the poignant light on the floor of a type they don't make anymore and the general good taste of my aunt and uncle's house. Not that I grew up in a hippie pad decorated with god's eyes, though it was the 70's. But my mom (2nd left, standing) and dad (on floor with baby on lap) actually look happy. When I arrived it was all neighborhood divorces and SALT II talks.
I also like the mysterious sleeve at left of photo. Not sure who this was, but now I realize it is actually the spectre of DEATH! Death would wear such boss cuff links. And he's gesturing like "Boy! Bring me a Grant's!"
(click on pic to enlarge, if you dare, and see that my dad is trying to enter a Me lookalike contest)
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Nice looking crew. That little guy on Grandma's lap is the cutest thing.
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