Though not dated, I'm guessing Hoohoo is 18-20 at the oldest, which would mean this photo was taken before 1945, the war years. The pinup beauty behind my grandmother is evocative of that period as well, with images like that frequently painted on the sides of U.S. warplanes. The candles on the table seem to be a way of making things "normal" but their faces say exactly the opposite. At this point in their lives, Hoohoo hadn't met her future husband yet, my father's brother, and my parents hadn't met either. Hoohoo's boyfriend was killed during the war, as were a few other young men from our small town. The high school classes usually only had 30-40 members—everyone knew everyone.