This photo in memory of my dear brother, David Leonard Smith, who would this year have been seventy-eight years old.  The photo was made circa 1946. I am in the middle.

Leonard died in a car wreck in 1966.  He was a wonderful big brother, and a day does not go by that I don’t think of him and miss him.  Some anonymous person puts beautiful flowers on his grave every year, year after year after year.    Rest in peace, my beloved brother!

My sister and I have reconciled and (I hope) forgiven one another.  She has been lately very kind to me.

Coming soon.  More family photos.