The above photo was taken in 1940. The young soldier in the photo is my Dad. He and Mom weren't married yet, but this photo of him in his uniform was taken at my maternal Grandmother's home. The old car is in the background and if you look closely, you can see the corner of the chicken coop.
I am very proud to have this picture of Dad when he was 24 years old. Dad died on August 29, 1981. I still miss him.
Wishing all of you a wonderful weekend. Take time to relax and stop and smell the roses. Our lives are hectic in today's world and we need to take time to enjoy the beauty of the earth. ~Blessings, Mary~