So I got an email yesterday from someone saying that he is working on a genealogy for a good friend, who is also a descendant of Quinn and Dora Lauer. Long lost relative? No, not really. He's doing this for my cousin Debbie.
My grandparents had four kids...Lois, in the background here, laughing...Arthur Jr. standing and looking down at Mike the Scottie...Jane, my mom, next to Lois...and Elinor, perched on the arm of Mom's chair. (I love this picture, by the way. They all look so happy and it's just such a pretty picture.) My Uncle Arthur, Debbie's dad, joined the Air Force as a young man and fought in WWII and (I think) Korea and was stationed in Oklahoma and then moved to California. I think I have seen him about 5 times in my whole life. He had six (I think) kids...I've met several of the kids, but not as an adult. It's odd because the sisters and their kids were all pretty close. And then there were the Western cousins, who were always something to wonder about.
Here's another shot of Lois, Mom and Elly. Seemingly taken about the same time...at least, Elly looks about the same age.
I asked Mom once if there had been some sort of disagreement between Uncle Arthur and Mom and Pop and she said no, that Arthur had just gone off and lived his life. He's a nice man...he and my mom corresponded a good bit and she sent him books to read.
Here's another picture of Pop with (I think) Aunt Lois...novel ideas of child care he had...
I sometimes think of the oh, 1930's to the 1970's as sort of the Golden Age of my family. I wish Rachel could have known the same sort of closeness that I felt as a kid. Ah well, you play the cards you're dealt.