This has to be from late 1954, maybe the holidays, or very early 1955.
That's my mother, Anita, seated on the left with my sister Evelyn and I, the woman standing is my aunt Angie (my father's sister), the man squatting, I'm almost certain, is her husband, my uncle Mauro Caldero. The man holding the guitar is my uncle Gilbert De La O (my father's younger brother), the woman in the center is his wife (at that time) my aunt Francis, whom I remember very well. I'm sure it was my father behind the camera.
Believe it or not, I have a very faint memory of this night. My mother has always been amazed at the things I remember. I'll describe something and she'll look at me and say "But you were just a baby!"
That's my mother, Anita, seated on the left with my sister Evelyn and I, the woman standing is my aunt Angie (my father's sister), the man squatting, I'm almost certain, is her husband, my uncle Mauro Caldero. The man holding the guitar is my uncle Gilbert De La O (my father's younger brother), the woman in the center is his wife (at that time) my aunt Francis, whom I remember very well. I'm sure it was my father behind the camera.
Believe it or not, I have a very faint memory of this night. My mother has always been amazed at the things I remember. I'll describe something and she'll look at me and say "But you were just a baby!"
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