Weekday dressing was pretty
casual, usually a pullover shirt and a pair of shorts. Our clothes were kept in a little green
dresser. Mike and I shared the top
drawer, John and Kenny the next, and the bottom was for Sunday shoes and
belts. The drawers were subdivided, with
one kid’s clothes on the right and another’s on the left, with a common pile of
socks and underwear to share in the middle. There was a taller set of dresser
drawers in the corner of the room with our jeans and pants in the bottom; the
rest was parental storage, not to be messed with. Button shirts and everyday shoes (sneakers)
were in the left side of the closet, with blankets, sheets and stuff in the
right. We didn’t bother with shoes most of the time. The house had smooth, polished wood floors
inside and thick cool carpet grass outside.
[This was taken at Omi's house; That's our cousin Yvette standing next to Mike holding Kenny. Omi's little peach tree (never very good at making ripe peaches, but always a source of fallen green peaches and collectable stones, is behind us. Not sure about the other girl and the baby.]
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