June 1, 1955 - Jamaica Plains

My Nana in Jamaica Plains 1955. A two year old in her living arms. Today is my birthday. I have been trying to resurrect ancient birthdays. Nothing early as this foto, but I can recall my sister Pam's birth on June 1, 1956. Three days after my fourth birthday. Frank and I were standing outside my Nana's house on St. Joseph's Street in JP. My father led my mother into the house. She carried a tiny baby. Pam. Frank looked at me and said, "I guess that explains why you didn't get a pony for your birthday." ps I remember the Ragman wandering JP ie Jamaica Plains on his horse-drawn wagon mournfully calling for people to bring out their rags. As if he had learned in the Plague Years "Bring out the dead." Terrifying.