Well I'm not sure whether msn was acting up so much and the picture kept disappearing or everyone is sick of these. So I will tell ya about the picture.
The lady in the picture is my great grandma, she was a German lady and never learned to speak English while she was alive. She died in 1966, she was a neat lady but old fashioned strick german.
The man in the picture was her son, or my grandpa. I was very close to him, he always stood up for me, no matter what. I followed him around like the little puppy. If he was working on the car, I was right there with oil up to my neck, always dirty and having a ball. He helped me to fly kites and have fireworks, I lived with my grandparents and they were the only stability I had in my life growing up. Grandpa died in 1988.
So what are your thoughts about how you did?