When December came, we had our photos taken in our back yard to show the folks back home, I suppose how we were NOT freezing to death in the sunny South. The only change in our apparel was long pants, long-sleeved shirts, and a sweater for Mom. Winter in Florida was actually the most beautiful time of the year, and still is, because that's when all the flowers bloom. Poinsettias were huge, wild bushes, and amarylsis popped up everywhere. Also, a big plus - the mosquitoes left town! In 1952, the masses of winter tourists still had not discovered our little neck of the woods (Lake Worth), so things were quite peaceful for us. By this time, my father was going to cosmetology school and working as a nightwatchman at James Melton's Autorama, an antique car museum nearby.
I can't remember whether I ever mentioned this before, but all five of us were red-heads, which always turned heads whenever we walked together somewhere. Through my school years I was always called "Carrot Top". Grrrrr!
Our grandparents were ones who came down and stayed for a few weeks at Christmas, and this is a picture of my dear grandmother, Edna, in our "Florida Room" celebrating her 65th birthday.
By this time one set of our cousins had gotten the Florida fever, and they had moved to Lantana, a town just south of us. Apparently their dad, Uncle Vick, must have taken this photo, because only their mother, Aunt Alice, (in center) is there with our grandmother. In front is baby sister, Jan. Holding her is me. Behind me is Barbie, a dear cousin my age. Then in the back from L to R are Alice's mom, Aunt Edith, (my grandmother's sister), my brother Jim, my grandfather, Elmer, Barbie's brother Fred, and then Alice's father Ralph. I guess that makes Barbie and Fred our second cousins - right?
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