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Family Memories
Hello friends, Samm Bennett here. This is a collection of cherished family memories.
I'm always digging up new snapshots from my past, so please stop in again sometime to see the latest. |
This is my sister Ruthie. What can I say? She was a good gal, real fun-loving and vivacious. But she had a mean streak. More than that, hey, I guess you could call her... um... vicious and sadistic. OK, I'll come right out and say it: she killed people. She pulled a 30 year bid for this one. I used to go see her at Attica up until that one time she tried to stab me. Apparently she was THE shank maker up there. Her craftsmanship was highly prized. But we've been out of touch since that incident. I hear she's done at least a year in solitary. Hope they gave her a deck of cards, cause she always enjoyed solitaire.
Here's my cousin Phineas and his pal Mortimer. Ol' "Phin" was always such a cut-up! Here he is at Camp Schmuckleton, where he did his basic training, including, of course, grenade throwing. He and Mort were clowning around with snowballs, only, well... Phin's snowball actually WAS a grenade, and... well, we all miss Phin and Mort.
This is my uncle Ferdinand. He had a little combination haberdashery and picture frame shop before he died, and he was one of Cleveland's most notorious (and beloved) cross-dressers. He had taken to carrying an extra hand around, in later years, but no one in the family ever wanted to ask him about that. Ferdie was so much fun at parties, though.