Margaret and John

Another picture of my dad and his sister, Margaret.

This is the one taken shortly after their older brother died.

They had two baby brothers at the time, but obviously, they are not in the picture.

My dad, who only had daughters, used to tell us that he didn't mind that at all. He liked to say he had two annoying little brothers and a sister he adored.

I wish I had known my grandmother. My mother says of her mother-in-law that she was the sweetest woman she ever knew.

What must it have been like for her, to lose her oldest son? Her family lived in The Netherlands. She didn't speak English, yet. She still had four other children age five and under.

I've no reason to complain. Ever. About anything.