The ones of my mother's family were taken by the more wealthy California cousins who came for a visit every few years.
Mom came from a family of ten. The youngest brother was not yet born in this photo
This photo which was probably taken the same day as the above one, judging by the same outfits worn, by most of the family, is to the south of the house. The gentleman on the right was Uncle Ash. Mom always referred very lovingly to this particular uncle. He was a short little chap - compare him to the adolescent boys on the left - none of whom ever achieved great stature. It was his car, pictured that brought the California group across the continent to visit.
This photo is the same location, same family, but a few years later. I note that Grandpa in the back row is holding the new baby - the final son, Dave. Mom in the dark dress, third from left, is a few years older than the one atop the car (first on left). This must have been a stellar vehicle, to have crossed North America twice inside of a couple of years - I wonder how many tire changes that venture would have required?
The next photo, I have for comparison sake, is of Dad's family. Dad had eight siblings in his family. Middle sister Mary is not in the photo, whether she was away, or is actually behind the camera is not known. Dad looks to be twelve or thirteen, which would place the photo in the early 30's.
And that is about all I have to say for today.
Musings and meanderings from the Musical Gardener.