So, I was going through some of my things of Family History again and found some negatives wrapped in tissue. I took them to someplace to see if they could develop. The store man wasn't sure they could do anything so I gave them just one negative to see if they could develop. This is the picture that came back. ME, I think I was 6 and my sister 3. This would have been in New York, just before we left for Washington. New York to Washington in 3 days. I only remember bits and pieces of that trip. It was Mom and Dad, 6 girls and a cat, in a packed station wagon, towing a small homemade trailer with more belongings and a Saint Bernard dog (you can almost see my dog Monk in the background).
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