jo & mom & dad

Boylston Ma 1960

Both gone. The photos remain.

I love the personality differences in my posture for each pose. More confidant when my mom was shooting. Skirt blowing all around like a mini Marilyn.
Shyer when it was my dad.

Perhaps it has to do with their attitudes too.
A father just puts his arm around the waist posing proudly.

My mother is hugging me into her, holding my skirt down.

That's our yard in the background.

My children accuse me of having a faulty memory now.

When I look at this pic I can remember my surroundings then, as if I were still there.