Today I have been looking through some boxes with old pictures. I found some from the summer 1950. They are from my childhood home. I really don’t have many pictures from that time but these two were my whole world at the time. I lived here from 1950 to about 1964.
I think the girl in the picture is not me but my "cousin". Together with my foster parents taking my mom’s dad home after visiting us. I kind of remember this. One thing is for sure . . . the horse was named Pontus ! I never thought of my foster parents other than that they were my real parents. My goodness . . . how different things were back then ! Suddenly it feels like a hundred years ago ! Only I still feel very young 🙂