Here is a picture of my dad with his only son. Yep, that bespeckeled tyke is the past tense of crusty old Bumpa. I look to be about 4 or 5 here, which would make it 1951 or '52 - the Truman Administration. My sister would arrive in '53.
The original was badly off-center, so I cropped the right-hand half, which showed his vegetable garden. That's right folks, I cropped his garden. You just can't let an opportunity like that go by.
So many years have
Passed; a man long gone, his son
Looks back . . . across time.