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Another pose for an annual Christmas card.  Here we have the twins, Phil and Archie in what probably had to be a fairly warm Fall/early Winter day.  Phil has long sleeves but the twins don't, so I'm guessing early November.  That table behind Mark was a glass topped but heavy wooden base number that was strong as Hell.  They don't make that anymore, and I can assure you it didn't come in a box needing assembly.  This was back in the days when you went to a furniture store and bought items on the showroom floor.  I don't know what happened to it, but would sure like to get ahold of that today.       



A rare, and I mean rare color picture of the whole family.  I have no idea who took this but could have been anyone like Dot, or Doris K/Doris S.  Cameras back then didn't have the timer and Marj's little box camera had just a flash and push-button snap so they must have called in someone to take this.  I find it a bit odd, also, that Marj was relegated to the floor while Herb took a chair.   If this was a Christmas pose I sure don't remember it, because the rule of thumb was the boys and dog posed for those.  Anyway, a real treat treat to see this one, because you won't see any other full family pics. 



This is a companion pic to the one posted on Christmas.  The hug flocked tree taking up the whole corner of the living room, Phil attempting to get a headlock on me, and G-Pa Dick sitting on the couch looking innocent but never thus.  He was one funny instigator, then sat back and laughed.  


School books in hand so I'm guessing we are about to head off to school.  The house faced east so this is early morning.  Mark and I are no longer dressing alike so that bit of twin madness has been repelled.    


Another shot taken with the above.  Those mantel decor pieces are still vivd in my memories.  I can honestly say with perhaps one or maaaaaybe two instances, we never ever ever broke any of Marj's household items.  Sure, we bombed the house next door, broke Arminta's windows playing ball and seceded from the Union once up in the park, but never ever broke Marj's things.  I'm very proud of that.  



Again short sleeved so not sure this is an annual pose.  Maybe it's one of our birthdays or who knows.  It's just that she wasn't prone to take pictures without an occasion, unlike nowadays.  People take all kinds of snaps, casual and not so casual.  But with our fan it had to have been something special.



geez, Mike sure is getting tall, and Mark was just a thin thing.  Phil looking good in his button up sweater.  Where's the dog?


OK, Michael looking idiotic in a grade school picture.  Move along now, there's nothing left to see.  C'mon, move along folks.

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