An unlabeled photo of my father, Norman Strickland, places him someplace in Virginia, sometime around 1950, looking an awful lot like his grand-kids look today.
Well, I will take that as a compliment! I can’t tell from the photo series what my dad and friend were up to. The box he holds looks like a radio, so perhaps they were taking a picnic? Maybe I should just make up a story to go with this 🙂
He looks like David when he was 18?!……Spoke to Tim Sandlin today who put me on a Writer’s Workshop guest list (I’m trading some volunteer help) so I just might join you on a lecture or two?!?!? :}
yeah, and his daughter did not fall to far from the tree, either. Hitch hiking?
Well, I will take that as a compliment! I can’t tell from the photo series what my dad and friend were up to. The box he holds looks like a radio, so perhaps they were taking a picnic? Maybe I should just make up a story to go with this 🙂
He looks like David when he was 18?!……Spoke to Tim Sandlin today who put me on a Writer’s Workshop guest list (I’m trading some volunteer help) so I just might join you on a lecture or two?!?!? :}