My grandmother would’ve turned 103 today. Here she is, presumably in the mid-1940s, with two of my aunts. I don’t know the occasion, but if that’s a yellow ribbon on my oldest aunt’s coat then I guess it might be related to the war.
Happy birthday, Gram!
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Not to detract from the occasion, but while searching for a picture to post today, I came across this gem:
That’s my late great-aunt Nancy leaning out of the carriage on her wedding day in 1940. The groom, Julius, was killed in France a few years later and she never remarried. I imagine they made the most of their short time together.
I can make out one of the street signs (South Albany). I’d love to be able to rattle off the makes and models of the cars, but I’m not a car guy. Sadly, I can’t imagine a normal family like the Fortes having a procession like this down the streets of Chicago today. Or who knows? Maybe it still happens.
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I’m wondering if it’s Aunt Jo’s wedding that we were attending. The “yellow ribbon” on Maria’s coat is actually an elephant pin. And Gram is wearing a rabbit coat. It was oh-so-soft!
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@YELA: Dad says the same. Happy mother’s day!
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Yes, it was a light blue plastic elephant pin. I kept it for a long time. Also had a blue donkey pin. I didn’t wear that one very much. Don’t know why I would have worn an elephant pin to a wedding! However, at 12 or so years old, I wasn’t into high fashion!
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