Last week I joined my mother for dinner. I mentioned that I was continuing some research on the family tree. She reminded me that she had a box of pictures that she inherited from my grandmother and that there might be some interesting treasures in there. After dinner I went to her house and we took the box up from the basement and looked over them together.

There were many wonderful photos in that old Wisconsin beer box. This might be my favorite. It is my mother and her duck in South Minneapolis. The border of the picture reveals the year: 1962