Making Memories By Jill Smith
As I grow older I’m reflecting more on my life. I guess that’s what everyone does, and photos from those early years are always fun to look at and treasure. Last Christmas my cousin sent me a Christmas photo taken outside the old weatherboard that was my Grandmother’s property, home to her, my Aunt and Uncle and their family. I’m sitting on the step beside two of my sisters and my older cousin. In front of me are my other two sisters and younger cousin. Behind me, stood my father and mother, grandmother and aunt and uncle with their youngest David in front of Aunty Marg. We are all dressed in our Sunday best.
Looking at the picture I realise that I’m wearing a brown dress with yellow flower pattern all over it, with long sleeves and roll neck. All my sisters and our eldest cousin Faye are wearing white dresses. Even the youngest cousin Robert is wearing a tan shorts and jumper over a white shirt. Only my second eldest cousin Chris, about fourteen at that time, and going through that brooding teenage rebellious period, wore a blue jumper and jeans. Whoever took the picture, may have been Uncle Dan, set up the shot with me one side of my sisters and white clad kin, and Chris on the opposite side to give it a balance.
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