Once upon a time, in a land far away (okay, Illinois),
a baby girl was born to Wilma & Skeets.
|The baby grew into a lovely little girl, and lots of pictures were taken so they could be sent to her daddy serving overseas in WWII.|
|The little girl (center bottom) grew up surrounded by lots and lots of cousins and aunts and uncles.|
|After her daddy came home from the war, the stork brought the little girl a baby brother!|
|The little girl grew into a stunningly beautiful young woman (LOOK at that bone structure!!). Yowzah!|
|Our heroine went away to college and met a tall young man who wore glasses. He also owned a brand new car. (Ah-hem, the only new car he's EVER owned!)|
On a sweltering night in August, she married the young man.
|The couple lived frugally but happily in northeastern Illinois.|
|Hey, I said 'happily'!|
|This is their first home (no joke!); The Birthday Girl is sitting on the right.|
|What a way to start married life: bunk beds! (They were hard to make up each morning, too!)|
Eventually, the lovely woman and the tall man had a wonderful, adorable, playful, cherubic, angelic, baby girl.
The little family moved to northeastern Minnesota where they'd always dreamed of living. They worked very hard to eke out a life there.
|Mom & Max|
Eventually the lovely woman and her tall drink o' water bought a restaurant so they could put their daughter through college. They worked there even harder, if such a thing were possible.
|The lovely, hardworking woman's parents would make the drive from northeastern Illinois to northeastern Minnesota twice every year. Here our heroine is at the restaurant with her dad. (Think they're related?) P.S. Mom, you were 4 years older in this picture than I am now!|
|Under extra duress from the pressures of the restaurant, Mama Pea occasionally found it necessary to beat her only child into hysterics with a limp bread stick.|
|20 (?) years later, and they were still horsing around! (Papa Pea is in there, too, under Mama Pea.)|
Time has been good to Mama Pea, but, sadly, NO ONE is free from the affects of aging. Here she is today:
|Happy Birthday, Mama, you hard worker, you!|