There is me on the far right sitting next to my brother Andy. My sister Sarah is holding the smallest of us, Josh, while Melanie leans over our cousin Kathryn. There were actually many other children in this picture but I had cut them out. Katheryn had always been like our sister at this time so we were six instead of five.
No one seems to remember this picture. It was taken during the last family reunion that Grandma Goodin was alive for. This is her driveway and Grandma Chilson was taking the photo of all the kids, some of which weren’t her grand-kids but called her Gramma anyway, some were distant cousins. I remember because before this picture I was sitting on the couch staring at the metal tree with the little green leaves that sparkled gold when the sun hit. Grandma Goodin was laying in her bed, the sickly sweet smell of her sugar cookies, that tasted very similar to snickerdoodles, filled the leaning hall from her kitchen to the living/bedroom. We had all the food out in the backyard and we played games while the adults were off laughing and drinking. She had went outside on the porch for the photo.