Sepia Saturday clue for this week.
We don't have a whole lot of table sitting pictures in my family. At least from our early days. I hope it is not because we weren't that pleasant to watch once we started eating.
This one and the next are at a local state park. I think I am asleep in the car.
One shortly after we got to America. I think I still have the table.
Mom and her sister sitting at a table at a local beach.
We have one of dad (left) standing at a table after getting his helicopter engine certificate.
Car sitting seemed more popular with us.
Usually at the airport watching planes go by.
Or at rest stops making sure everyone got back to the car.
We did sit on the stairs a lot. . . .
and on the ground, usually at cricket matches.
By the look at my age in this one, this my have been our first fried chicken dinner in the New World.
Here with cousins.
We have since made up for by having a family/non-family gathering every Thanksgiving out at the cabin.
