Oddly, there are a lot of pictures of Presidents in this album. I would have really been shaking my head over them if one of them didn't have a printed statement on it that it had been presented to Uncle B.
Having dismembered the photo album for scrap, I must say that I was mistaken. That was Grandpa's name on the picture of Reagan and it was either a donation request or a thank you for a donation. There were about six pictures of Reagan, total. Some of them were post cards.
There were also a few pictures of GHW Bush, one of Deukmejian, and two copies of a picture of Howard Jarvis with In Memoriam on the back. These are interspersed with pictures of grandchildren, old pictures of their children, pictures of friends, and . . . other things.
There is, for example, mounted as if it were a photo, a 3x5 post it note with the words:
1987
Hose
Bras
Panties.
There was a small stack of envelopes with peoples names on them, but nothing in them. There were a few of my Uncle B's business cards, an ad for condominiums, and a couple of pictures that turned out to be solicitations for Libery Godparent Homes.
The album was a real time warp. Not only were different pages filled with pictures from different decades, two or three different decades could be on the same page. I have a certain sympathy for that. If fact, I can't swear that I don't have a similar album, somewhere.
Perhaps I should make a note to myself to put a few random notes and grocery lists into an album some day, just to make my kids shake their heads when I'm gone. A little mystification is good for the mind.
