Today's memory is about my mom and dad. They were married May 5, 1948 and I have thought of them off and on all day.
My middle brother Patrick, is in the light shirt. When he was in the Navy he came home on leave and while my mom and I were out he dyed his blonde hair and eyebrows black. When we got home he stuck his head out the door and my mom said, "Well, you Terry Newman looking thing". Terry was her brother and she was right Pat looked just like him. He had dye all over the bathroom but all we could do was laugh.
When I got old enough to go into night clubs, my oldest brother Michael decided I could go with him one night. He had this red Volkswagen, pin striped black with chrome wheels. We were in Nashville and he was trying to get through all the traffic so he decided to drive on the sidewalk. I gotta tell ya, it scared the ..... out of me. I just knew we would get stopped and arrested, but all Mike did was laugh at me.
Memories of Sunday dinners, lots of laughter, disagreements of course and love. That's what I'm remembering today.