I hope you all had a chance to visit with your friends and family for Christmas. The Barat family had a nice get-together in Wilmington. While I was there, my mother, who just recently moved out of her condo and moved in with my youngest sister's family, gave me a bag full of things that she had "uncovered" (or, more accurately, recovered) as she was gathering together and selling off stuff that she had accumulated over the years. Most of it belonged to my Dad, including one of his old slide rules -- not one of the wimpy little plastic ones that became common during the sunset years of the device, but a real hefty one -- and the spiked belt he used as a Jesuit novitiate. Mom's major contribution to the stash, meanwhile, was an old "Baby Album." If you're old enough, your parents may have kept one for you, detailing facts about your birth, early years, childhood milestones, and so forth. I imagine that they have long since passed out of favor, replaced by higher-tech memory-makers. In any event, I took some of the items in the album and digitized them.
North Bergen, NJ. My parents had been married for 1 1/2 years and my Dad was working for Mobil Oil Company.
I'll post some more mementos when I have time.