Oh, he looks so young in this photo...

Oh, he looks so young in this photo...  My dad, I mean, on the left in the photo at right.  My brother Scott is in the middle, and that's me on the right, when I was six years old.  My dad would have been just 35 years old, less than 10 years after returning from the war.

On the back, in my mom's handwriting:

Hiking in Maine

I don't remember this specific trip, and I can't identify the pond (there are a zillion of them in Maine) – but I certainly can remember the many wonderful hikes we took there with my dad.

I've no idea who took the photo.  It's very unlikely to be my mom, as she only rarely went on even a short hike with us...