Okay, so it’s really not my birthday but the next pages of the family photo album show my 5th birthday celebration – time to party! Dad titled the next page Debby is now 5. Huh? Where did the spelling Debby come from? So now I’ve seen Debbie, Debbe, and Debby and since then I’ve changed everything to Debi. No wonder I was such a mixed up kid.
Uh-oh, looks like I might have been getting a little sassy with Dad. Look at all those patent leather shoes!
Here’s the group. I can only identify a few – my sister on the left in the back row; to her left is our dear next door neighbor, Mary K., 2nd from the right in the back row was our neighbor across the street, Diana B.; and on the far right in the back row is, I think, Merle. I’m on the left in the front row (sitting down) and I feel like the girl who is kneeling was named Nancy. But I could just be imagining that.
Time to blow out the candles!
And what in the heck is this expression? And why are all the other kids sitting in a line? I remember my mother always had games planned for our birthdays so maybe this was some game we were playing.
Looks like my sister wanted to help me open my presents. I’m not sure if I’m agreeable or telling her to keep her hands off.
Birthday girl Deb
It looks like at about the same time we went to visit our grandparents in Fresno as Dad captioned the next page Down on the Farm.
Not sure where this picture was taken as I don’t remember anything like this on my grandparents’ farm (aka chicken ranch).
We loved to collect eggs and help Grandma and Grandpa clean and weigh them. I wonder how much we really helped vs. how much mess we made?
Hey, I remember these outfits from last week’s post here.
My sister and me helping Grandpa Shell Hunter
Looks like Dad got things a little out of order because on the next page we go back to Halloween, which is 6 weeks before my birthday. I will never forget this costume as long as I live – not too PC these days. And for my family who knows this house well – there are no white rocks in the garden area!
Cary in Halloween Costume 1959
Deb gets a store for Christmas
If this doesn’t look like one happy little girl I don’t know what does!
And one random photo. I don’t know where we are and certainly don’t know what we were doing – perhaps we were posing for next year’s Christmas card?
What a pair