My dear mother, Margo Watson, died in early June. In going through her things I found a trove of old family photos, many of which I'd never seen before. Now that she's gone, these images of her as an infant and feisty toddler (in many of which she strongly resembles her granddaughter Mabel), little girl, awkward teen, and beautiful young woman seem to me almost unbearably lovely and poignant. Today we go from her babyhood in the early forties, up through the age of twenty in the early sixties (when she appeared on the cover of the Peoria Journal Star's Weekender magazine).
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