I was surprised and pleased to find these photos. It is hard to imagine my father as a little boy. In many of these pictures he reminds me a lot of Eric.
I was very surprised to see the inscription saying that the picture had been taken "when he came east with his mother." He had always insisted that he had almost no contact with Gladys until he left Todd. I keep wondering, he told of having been put on a street car alone by Gram when he was quite young, the driver put him off where instructed and while he stood there alone and crying a woman came up and asked him if he was Jimmy; he said that woman was Gladys and she took him somewhere and there was a man there. Could it be that Gladys put him on a street car in Chicago, Christine picked him up and took him to his father?
We'll never know. As he grew older he forgot a lot and reconstructed a lot. Researchers have found that every time we visit a memory it changes a bit when we re-store it.
He would occasionally talk of walking to church in the snow and going to the lake.
He was devoted to his grandmother and had little use for his mother. He always spoke highly of "The Aunts", and was nostalgic about his time in Salt Lake City. When we visited SLC he wanted to drive up into Bingham Canyon. That was where he had boarded with a woman he called "Simma". I believe that her name was Mrs. Smith but as he was a very small child he couldn't pronounce it. He kept in contact with Simma until her death sometime in the 1950s.
