Life's stages

Hello, again. Sorry I haven't gotten back to this in awhile, but I'm new at this blogger stuff. That was my sister's area of expertise... one of them, anyway. Just one more reason I wish she was still here, to point out (with great glee, I'm sure) where I'm being a dolt.

As I said in the last entry, I'm going to add a few pictures of a couple of tables and easels that were spread with pictures of Brooks at different times of her life. Even thought I grew up with Brooks I found it fascinating to look over this "record" of her life stages, and perhaps you will, too.

Most of our acquaintances we only know at certain times of their lives; as children, as young adults just getting their lives started, as co-workers in their middle years, or as "that nice old man next door" (or in some cases "that old @#$ next door"). Seldom do we get a chance to peek into those other stages, and I'm always fascinated when I get the chance to do so.

I hope you feel the same about this chance to see Brooks in the various stages of her life.

By the way, the picture at the top of this entry was Brooks in 1945. She's holding me.