My paternal grandparents kept their photos in a cardboard box, completely jumbled up. One of my favorite pictures from that box is this one:
I don't know where or when it was taken, but I love it. They seemed so playful and young, and I never knew them like that. They always seemed OLD to me. A little tidbit about my grandparents: she was nearly 5 years older than him (born in 1908, he in 1912) and she lied about her age for years to avoid the scandal it would have caused. She died in 1991 and he in 1998.
This picture is of my maternal grandparents in Atlantic City 51 years ago this month:
In contrast to that last picture, the reason I like this one is that it is
exactly like I remember them together - walking arm-in-arm. I can't think of any little tidbits about them offhand. He died in 2001, and she's still around and sharp as a tack at 86.
Lisa