The birth of my baby brother, Chris, is my earliest memory, though it is somewhat vague. I recollect my Aunt Peggy holding my hand and taking me (at nearly 4 years old) into a room to see the baby in a Moses basket.
Beginning school, I have an image of my mother meeting me at the end of the day, with Chris, wearing a baby blue knitted outfit.
I also remember the formal photograph (below) being taken after school and the photographer having to work hard to get Chris to keep still and look at the camera - or perhaps this was one of those apocryphal stories told years later on what a trouble he was! We were both wearing outfits made by my mother (a dressmaker), with Chris in a smocked baby top and myself in a blouse, with cross stitched embroidery.
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