Christmas of 1956 - We were still in Chillicothe, Illinois, but we moved to Ft. Madison, Iowa, in Janary of 1957. That was the first of four transfers along the Santa Fe line over the years until Ray's retirement. Billy was just 3 and Sherry 5 1/2. That was the year Tiny Tears came to live with us and Sherry looks very pleased to have her! Tiny and her clothes are around someplace still, but poor little think is pretty much cracked and brittle after all these years. It looks like Bill had a Mickey Mouse guitar. He loved music and had and still has great rythym. A set of drums would come in his junior high days. The little guy sitting with the kids is Danny, my sister's oldest boy, who is a year younger. This was evidently taken after Christmas at our house. We had moved to a little house across from the high school in Chilli. Weren't television sets different back then? That one was on a swivel table so you could get to the back of it. Had to watch William as he loved to swivel it!
Looking back at these old photos of the lovely years with our children and the simpler more gentle time those days were, I have a heavy heart thinking about the horrendous event yesterday in Connecticutt. I sat most of the afternoon watching the tv in disbelief. It is unthinkable that parents cannot send their children to school without fear of something as horrible as this happening to them. One commentator asked "Is this our new norm?" I pray it isn't and I hope that there can be something done to keep weapons out of the hands of those who would cause this sort of carnage. This world has changed - and part of it is absolutely not for the good! It is unacceptable! May God bless all the families who were touched by this unthinkable happening. I cannot imagine the depths of their sorrow.