Best Cousins: Amy and Debi

My granddad was very sick (he died in February 1963), and my mother took me with her on the train to Arizona when she went to see him.

While we were there, I had my portrait taken with my best cousin, Debi.  I was 3 years, 10 months old.

Here we are in 2009, trying to re-enact the portrait 46 years later.

 We didn't ever quite get posed correctly.