DADS & GRANDS COMFORTABLY SEATED IN CHAIRS

 


My husband’s maternal grandfather, Harry Brasier in light colored suit, relaxing in what appears to be a rocking chair while visiting with friends in the early 1900s.

My Dad and me relaxing in 1942 in our favorite backyard garden chairs which he made.

Dad & Mom relaxing in camp chairs around a campfire at Lake Tahoe probably in 1945.

Dad, in the 1960s relaxing in his favorite living room chair.  My Grandma Louise peeking in.


Dad relaxing in a rental cabin chair on a family snow trip in the 1960s.

My Dad relaxing in my husband’s recliner during a visit at Christmas time, 1974.  My husband was fixing something on our eldest daughter’s jumper.

My Dad, yet reclining in my husband’s recliner, has a sweet moment with his eldest granddaughter.

Still in the recliner, Dad is looking at something his grandson is pointing out to him.

1975 - My husband finally relaxing in his own recliner but with our three kidlets climbing on top of him – a familiar sight.  Dads are for climbing on – especially when they’re sacked out comfortably in their recliners. J

Many years later, Hubby, in a newer recliner, eating a bowl of pudding with our daughter’s cat, Oliver, patiently waiting for him to finish so he can lick the bowl.  This would have been sometime prior to 2010. 

A few years later (2017), my husband is relaxing on the beach at Meeks Bay, Lake Tahoe, in a comfy beach chair.

:->

La Nightingail

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