Post #15

 

This is kind of the opposite of what you'd call a 'heads up' picture.  Bad timing on the cameraman's part.... which was me.  I should note that all these pictures you're seeing for the Picture This blog are actually pictures of pictures.  I take pictures of the old photos, upload them to my laptop and do some photo editing.  It's slightly tedious, but I got the hang of it.  This Canon printer/scanner machine that I've got boggles my head a little too much.  They aren't making these things simpler anymore, they just get more complicated.
I'm not sure what Mom's opening here as a Christmas gift from my brother Rick and his wife at the time, Dorothy.  It's yet another seasonal picture, in the living room at 136.  Rick was super-skinny in those days.  He largely picked up the mantle that Dad left empty when he passed away, and Rick kind of adopted the role of Dad a little bit to go with his Big Brother duties.  I remember Rick and Dorothy living in the basement apartment of Cindy and George on a street called Poirer, in the days when Rick had a tough time making money to support a family life of his own.  I recall he worked at a place called Halladay's Hardware store... at least I think it was a hardware store.  They paid him rather paltry wages until he got a job at the post office, where he worked until just recently, as he's now happily retired.  With all Rick's been through in his life, he deserves the respite.