I'm in a GREAT gene pool.....
After retiring, she was patient when I asked her to pose for weird shots.
Even a picture that looked normal when I took it.
Post-production photography software tools enabled me to move elements around, creating something entirely different from what she expected.
She would laugh and encourage my silliness.
There was one picture she wasn't too keen about.
This was a church-going lady who didn't drink.
One Sunday as I picked her up after a service, I mentioned I was going to stop for a beer. Would she mind tagging along?
This was no surprise altered photo.
She knew what I was doing when I asked her to pose with a yard of ale glass at the now defunct Backstage Deli in North Charleston.
No, she didn't drink any of the beer but all around us patrons were chanting "GO, GRANNY, GO."
Actually, she had a glass of tea. Unsweetened.
As for the tall glass of beer, I drank it along with lunch I bought for me and my mom.
Wasn't the first time I had one of those but this was as close as she came to one. Just posing.
(I have one of these glasses at home. The owner, a year or so later when he was closing down the place, asked if I wanted one. Of course, I said YES.)
Mom passed away about 31 years after she retired. She had worked out of the home and had some nice times in retirement
"Should I go?" she asked me and I said "Nah...wait until you're 93."
She went on the all-expense paid trip that had been offered by her sister and had a grand time.
When she was 89, my younger brother surprised her with a trip to Rome.
She was in St. Peter's Square at the Vatican and saw the Pope on Mother's Day.
This is the same brother who was waiting for his mom to come home for lunch to make a meal for him and our dad.
Nice payback, Bro!
It's safe to say she got around in her retirement.
(Click on the photos for more details.)
I guess another trait I inherited from my mother was the travel gene.
Hmmm..but I have not been to Hawaii or Italy.