A Million Little Pieces Of My Mind

My mom was certainly close with her parents, but other than they and her Aunt Edna, there weren't a lot of maternal relatives in the area. My dad, on the other hand, not only had four sisters but three children by an earlier marriage. And they were the ones who visited when I was born, and then when Mary Joan was born. And we often visited them.

My dad's youngest sister, Gene McGirr, lived in Towaco, New Jersey. When my sister was about six months old, we went to visit. It was pretty cold, but I had my snowsuit.

There was no Mr. McGirr; I have no idea what happened to him. But I didn't care, as her handsome son, Bill, spent time with me.

In the next photo, Aunt Gene's daughter, Rosemary's husband, Don McGraw, shows their new baby, my Cousin Mike McGraw, to me so we can get acquainted, while my mom and baby sister look on.

Here's a better photo of the McGraws.