Originally, Huntsville was called the Town of Twickenham. Therefore, the Twickenham District is located in the oldest part of Huntsville. The architectural variety and the history of the area makes it a fun place to visit.
Today is Little Boy Blue’s third adoption anniversary. Blue is an amazing dog. He excels in all his training classes. He is a great traveling companion. He has a strong nurturing instinct, which drives him to look after and protect his brothers. He is loyal, friendly, and loves to play.
Happy Adoption Anniversary Little Boy Blue
A few days ago, I posted a couple of photos of Mom and Aunt Kathy. While I was looking for those pictures, I came across a few photos of my grandparents (Frank and Edith Lynn) and my great-grandparents (Otis and Ollie Lynn).
I look at these photos and wonder about their lives. They were just doing normal things, going to school, getting married, raising their children, and working at various jobs.
However, time moves quickly. Their children grew up, moved away, and had their own children. Those children also grew up, moved away, and had their own children. And so it continued….
My great-grandparents and grandparents are no longer living. However, their legacy is still here. It continues through stories, pictures, even some character traits that seem to be genetic in nature.
Even when there is nobody left that remembers them, their legacy will continue to live on in our family.
These pictures tell a funny story.
This picture was taken November 1958. The girl on the right is Kathy, my aunt. It’s her birthday, so the cake is for her. The girl on the left is Rita, my mother. She is obviously upset about not having her own cake. Just look at that face.
This picture was taken later that same day. There are two things that really stand out to me.
- My grandparents were poor and they didn’t have money to buy birthday gifts for Kathy. However, my grandmother worked hard to make the day special. She baked a cake, curled Kathy’s hair, and dressed the girls in their best clothes.
- My mom is no longer frowning. Instead, she is now smiling and has her own cake. If you look close, you will see my mom’s cake is bigger than Kathy’s. Obviously, my mom was capable of throwing some epic fits in her younger years. How else would she end up with a cake bigger than the birthday girl’s cake. I think my mom was an extremely difficult child.
These pictures were taken from the 4th floor of the Huntsville Hospital parking garage in Huntsville, Alabama.