My mother Macalyne, my grandmother Brownie, and my uncle George. Christmas that year meant the end of the Great Depression and the beginning of World War II -- a momentous time in our nation's history. This photo, for me, represents all the goodness and simplicity, and the uncertainty, of those days. We have come a long way since then, for better or worse.

Those two kids grew up to be perhaps the most influential speech pathologist in the world as a professor at Vanderbilt and Purdue (Mom), and a surgeon, professor, and President of the American Trauma Society (George). Fairly successful parenting by my grandparents, I'd say.

Photo is from a large-format negative. View full size.
My mother Macalyne, my grandmother Brownie, and my uncle George. Christmas that year meant the end of the Great Depression and the beginning of World War II -- a momentous time in our nation's history. This photo, for me, represents all the goodness and simplicity, and the uncertainty, of those days. We have come a long way since then, for better or worse. Those two kids grew up to be perhaps the most influential speech pathologist in the world as a professor at Vanderbilt and Purdue (Mom), and a surgeon, professor, and President of the American Trauma Society (George). Fairly successful parenting by my grandparents, I'd say. Photo is from a large-format negative. | Click image for Comments. | Home | Browse All Photos