My Brother and Me

In an earlier prompt, Shimelle mentioned blogging a story you want to use later on a scrapbook page. I have two pages in mind for these photos. One with the story in today’s post and one with photos of my brother and me from our childhood.

Both of these photos were taken on the new Hudson River Walkway Historic State Park in Poughkeepsie, NY.

Recently I went through all the photos I have from my childhood for Ali Edward’s Yesterday and Today class. I was saddened to find only one photograph of all four of us. It’s an old, old photo and not in very good shape. Since my mother took almost all of the photos, and hated to be in photos, there are very few of her, and none of just my mom and me that I can find. There are few more of my father and me, and lots of my brother and me, and a professional photo of my father, my brother and me taken after my mother died. But I also realized that there are none of my brother and me as adults. I have photos of his daughters, of him and my son, of him and his girlfriend, of him with his daughters, but none of just the two of us. So when we went to visit in October, I made sure to get a couple of photos. Now if he would just smile!