If you knew my Mom, you knew she was a very private person and never liked to be photographed. She never had much use for vanity. When she was photographed, it was a dangerous thing, she could snap at you like a cat… I remember my Dad would lie in wait outside, when he knew she was coming out to the car to go to dinner or a party, waiting with a camera…once in awhile capturing those rare but golden smiles on film.

So, it’s not surprising there are no photos of my Mom when pregnant. Ok, so my parents were married in Sept 1957, and I was born 10 months later the following July.

So, what were they doing for that whole month?

Once pregnant with my sister though, again no pics of her. Here’s one of my Dad and I, where I am learning how to walk into glass doors. You can see my Mom’s reflection on the right, taking the picture. Here her head is looking down into the viewfinder, as this was one of those old style cameras twin-lens reflex box cameras (we still have it by the way, worth about $75 on eBay).

Anyway, I am not sure when we moved to 1040 Bradford Drive in Glendora.  As far as I knew, Kelly Jean (my sister, born in Oct. 1959) and I never lived anywhere else before that.