San Francisco, California
This is my Mom & I the year I was born. She took me to California to live with her sister for a year. I didn’t learn this until I was in my mid 30’s. Apparently, after I was born my Dad was acting like a drunkn’ fool so she left. He cleaned up his act and she moved back. As far back as I can remember I don’t have any memories of my father as a drinker. I always remember the straight and narrow man and have never seen him drunk to this day.
This will always be one of my favorite photographs.