Lets start with my “real” younger years. Believe it or not, I am a twin. My brother came into the world before me..twenty minutes?
His name was Albert, named after our father. June 4, 2016, Albert died from lung cancer.
I’m the one with the stylish hat. I still love to dress up and look my best. I try to get woman to wear hats in church. I am told I still look stylish… even though I’m the only one.
Here is Albert sitting peacefully on top of me. He always wanted to win at everything. There’s the hat again. It must have brought me attention wearing one and Albert was trying to take my fame away.
Here we are in our playpen. Do any of you remember them? I’m on the left watching Albert probably getting attention from Mom. In those days, parents must have blessed those corrals. Can’t imagine running after two small babies going in two different directions from curiosity outside our enclosed area.
Here I am again on the right pouting while Albert is smiling. I probably got yelled at for something he did.
Look at the “old” carriage in the background. Wow, that was a long time ago.
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