Great Uncle’s Picture

My grandmother had six siblings. She was the 2nd youngest. The sibling that was closet to her in age was her older brother James. There was only 5 years difference between the two of them. They were extremely close as they basically grew up together.

Their time was cut short as he was killed in 1952 at the age of 23. My grandmother was only 18 when she lost her brother.

This picture was the only picture she had of any of her siblings she hung on her wall. It stayed hung for decades. When I was a child I remember seeing it growing up. She didn’t talk about him too much, but when she did, I could tell how much she missed and loved him. When my grandmother died in 2021, my mom got this picture, then she gave it to me. I display it to this day not only as a dedication to my great uncle who paid the ultimate sacrifice, but to my grandmother, who lost him at such a young age.

I am honored and grateful to own this picture.