Searching family history, (aka, genealogy) is like going back to school for a master's degree (research, research)!
Here I am as a child, living the happy life.
It was probably 1946, I had one older brother and a baby brother. Three other siblings had not yet been born.
World War II had ended when I was about one year old with the dropping of the atomic bombs in Japan, August 1945.
When my older brother was born in February 1942, black fabric covered the windows in the Los Angeles area Queen of Angels Hospital, but that was not the case in 1946 when my baby brother was born. The U.S. was not at war in 1946. Why the black fabric? So enemy planes could not see the buildings.
In 1945 President Harry Truman was in his first year in office, after the sudden death of President Franklin D. Roosevelt. I'm not sure we had a T.V. at this time.
And now back to the black and white photograph. The wooden bird pin on my blouse was carved by one of the men in the Los Angeles County Rehabilitation Workshop my father managed. The photograph was taken and processed by my father who was also a professional photographer.
Have you considered writing your family history?
p.s. Next week I will resume taking my chemotherapy capsules, aka, ChemoCaps, as scheduled.