The guy on the left, my father, was born on this day, October 28, in 1922. He absolutely loved being outdoors, absolutely loved picnics. The woman in the background is my Aunt Mary; in the foreground, my Grandma Grimes (also known as Gramma Marbles). Note the puddles they’re standing in – and note that they’re still smiling. Because they’re outdoors. At a picnic.
