That’s my grandmother (on my mother’s side) standing outside 82 Wembley, the house I half grew up in. This must be the early to mid 1950s.
Here’s some more family photos (continued from this post). Some are very old, some are relatively new. Might even see me in here:
That’s my aunt and my mom, top pic, and just my mom, below, outside that same house.
My paternal grandfather. Check out the leather boots, the horse and buggy in the background, the soldier. Would make sense, I guess, for this to be post-war.
Check out the face on my great-granddad (on my mom’s side). “Feh!”
Front and back of a photo of Gerald Rothman, my great-aunt’s husband. Both the card and the postmark are dated 1914, Connecticut. He was apparently somewhat of a beatnik and bon vivant (and heir to the Rothman cigarette fortune). What a dapper pap.
Speaking of which, check out my dad.
And look how stylish my parents were in the ’60s, posing here in a synagogue in Montreal in 1969.
And look at how goofy me and my brother (l-r) were in this early ’80s Halloween shot.
