Way Back When-sday

These are two of my mom's friends -- Connie (left) and Lynette -- sunning themselves in the backyard back in 1967 in Grifton, N.C. Knowing Aunt Connie (that's what my brothers and I called her) that wasn't plain lemonade in the pitcher. Aunt Connie passed away a number of years ago at a far too young of an age. She was a hoot and a half. If you ask any of my brothers about her, they'll tell you she sure could tell a mean ghost story.