My brother did not get a Picnic Shirt
originally because he had been a toddler when they were made. Whether this photo was taken on Memorial Day, Labor Day, 4th of July, or just some summer weekend, I do not know. I only remember that it was a family gathering where my father’s relatives came to visit. Here you see twelve-year-old me with my five-year-old brother in front of the Princeton house wearing my (former) Picnic Shirt. In the background is my father, wearing his Picnic Shirt, talking to his brother-in-law Abe. The 1966 Dodge Polara in the driveway was not ours. My best guess is that it either belonged to one of the uncles, or was a rental car.
This would be our last full year in Princeton. Though it was built for us to be our permanent home, it is the house we lived in the shortest: less than five years.
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