Chapter 9: Barbara on Her Own (for the most part)

The "old parsonge", the brick house we lived in at 112 8th Street North from November 1952 until mid-October 1956, was located next to First English Lutheran Church on a very small lot.  It had a small front yard and no back yard to speak.  Certainly not enough space for kids to play in.  I seem to recall Dad struggling every year trying to get grass to grow.

Barb looks good in yellow.  She also appears to be a chubby baby.

Barb in her crib in an another overexposed interior shot.

Paul watches over his baby sister.  From the handwringing pose, I must be afraid that she's going to roll off the couch.  Apparently, the suspenders I'm wearing are a fashion statement.  According to the website Historical Boys' Clothing, "[w]e note quite a few younger American boys wearing suspenders in the 1950s".  They definitely look too loose and insubstantial to be holding up the cuffed jeans I'm wearing.  Another fashion touch, I assume.  Stylin' at 4 years old!