That is my birth-mother in the foreground with a friend I do not know as of yet. This photo of my Mom is familiar to me, yet I have never seen her in my whole life. She died in 1997 at the age of 84 robbing me of the chance of feeling her arms around me. I am told that she traveled the world a great deal and at different times lived in England, Canada and Germany. I am grateful though to know her as much as I can now, posthumously.
I am now able to communicate with my niece, Katie, and her mother Rose on Facebook, although Katie tells me that her parents are not technologically inclined. Katie is the one who is filling me in with regards to my Mom's life.