|The Witter family, c.1931|
Here she is in a rare snapshot of her whole family - her daddy, Dick Witter, her momma, Hannah Merle Huff (who preferred to go by "Merle"), and her brother, Richard (usually referred to as Dick Jr.). I say rare because Merle did not seem to be as fond of getting her picture taken as she was of having pictures of her kids. Her family, the Huffs, displayed a fondness for keeping and sending photos to each other, so I imagine she was motivated
|Dick Sr. with|
Dick Jr and Nancy
|Nancy as a young teenager|
(Check out tomorrow's post for a look at what young Nancy was like, and how she got on with one of her most famous neighbors!)
Scout Finch wasn't the only literary comparison we made to young Nancy. I remember the first time I saw this portrait of her as a a girl thinking that it looked like my cover of The Diary of Anne Frank:
|Nancy (right) and her best friend Bobbe|
visiting Rosa Murray Huff, c. 1940
I don't recall any details, but I got the impression that Nancy inherited her passion for traveling the country from her Huff grandparents. The Huffs were the adventurous early settlers from Kansas, as you might recall from an earlier post.
|Bob and Nancy - 1940s newlyweds|
I have grandpa with his rakish Casablanca hat...
|The Witters at home - Dick Sr., Nancy, Merle, and Dick Jr.|
These three are school photos, presumably from Nancy's long career as an art teacher with the Glendale Union School District:
|Nancy, Bob, Vicki, Ted, and Barbara|
And this one can only be explained by the 1960s!
Grandma Nancy and Grandpa Bob with my mom and dad (and aunt Vicki peeking out in the middle).
But this is the lady I remember most - another school photo, this one probably from the early to mid-1980s.
This is the Grandma who babysat my sister and I on occasion, letting us watch The Dukes of Hazard and play with her art supplies. This is the Grandma who let us come swim in her pool all summer long, and who fed us iced oatmeal cookies (Grandma's brand, naturally) before bed.