Harcomb Playing In the Yard, a photo by midgefrazel on Flickr.
Little Harcomb at Play
What is little Harcomb sitting on? I have no idea, but I
think this photo is typical of seven year old boys playing outside. Don't miss
the shadow in the front. This is probably the photographer and I am thinking
that it could be of one of his older sisters or my grandmother. I wish I knew.
Children didn't have a lot of time to play with the work
they were expected to perform around the house and yard. My dad told me that he
had to watch out for his little brother, who was two years younger. Uncle Bill
wasn't expected to live and many times my father had to carry "Brother
Bill" home on his back. I know they walked to school. This made my father
very fond of his brother, who was epileptic. Uncle Bill lived a good long life
and was happily married. His wife, a distant cousin of mine on my maternal
side, is still living. My dad was with his brother when he died and he told me
about it. I was with my dad when he died and the experience was the same as he
described.
I have my father's hair which is stick straight, blond and
full of cow-licks. I see that to others, my childhood photos look a lot like
this one. Little Harcomb, like the man Tom became, was a gregarious and
naturally content person. I love photos of my grandsons in their play clothes
and am reminded of this everyday, summer photo every time I take photos of
them.
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