A Pictorial Tribute to my Family

A young and rakish looking couple on 5/31/1947.  My Dad was a bricklayer then and my Mom did office work.  They were saving for their first house and beginning to talk of having a family.  The economy was booming and home ownership was now attainable for the growing middle class.  My Father was raised at St. Mary's Orphanage during the depression.  This must have seemed like a dream come true for him.