I made an entry in this blog in October (click HERE to refresh your memory) about our first home in Kansas City when I was a child... in Harlem. Today, while scrounging in my junk room for Christmas stuff, I found one of my mom's old picture albums, with these pictures taken of my cousins on the levee and also on the ASB bridge. Since I was the photographer, I'm not in any of the photos.
Since I cut the top off this shot during scanning, I'll post it alone, in all its glory. That would be my dad in front, leading the troop of cousins. I'd know those overalls anywhere.