This is the final photo in the envelope. I love this photo because it's a sweet picture of mom, dad and Lester. It's at the front steps of Liz's childhood home. I loved that home...and always loved coming to visit there. I always remembered the door with the long shutters...but i had forgot about the bricks. Aren't the steps and sidewalk wonderful...so welcoming...
This picture is January 1977... obviously not a winter photo from Minnesota.
So thank you Liz for these photos, these chapters. Sometimes it's the moments you weren't there that you treasure. And yes, I made a cup of coffee....that will be me sitting back and enjoying the photos, imagining the visits and having a sip of java.