I vaguely remember the day dad lined us all up for this photo: Mother’s Day 1984.
It was like a day at Olan Mills, except dad was the photographer and the background was a dark blanket. Dad took photos of all his siblings’ families. And then there was the requisite shot of all the nietos, the cousins.
I don’t know if this was the outtake or if there’s a photo that exists where all 15 of us are actually looking at the camera and smiling. I doubt it. And if it did exist, I wouldn’t want it.
2 thoughts on “The cousins”
I love this pic of all of us. I too remember the day that Tio was trying to get all of us to sit still with our individual family shots and then this one! We were at Tia Lucy’s house if I am not mistaken. I don’t think the perfect photo exists too. It is amazing to see the “characters” we all were back in the day. To think we’re still missing the rest of the cousins/grandkids that came afterward. Those were great times. Thanks for the smile Cindy!
you guys were totally precious!