My Auntie (who was adopted...really neat story for another time), my Uncle Albert and my Mom (the littlest) dancing on a stage my grandfather, who was an artist, built in their home. My grandmother was a teacher and she homeschooled the children. Approx. 1924 Please do not reprint without permission - I guess - I don't know. I keep thinking of what it would feel like to see my family as part of other people's art. They're all gone, so I suppose it wouldn't matter to them. I don't know how I'd feel...maybe it would depend on how and in what they were used. Maybe no one wants to use them, so it's a moot point.....so I guess I won't worry about it...whew....
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