We found a cookbook in which Mom stored almost all of her old driver's license or ID photos.
So, I bring you
Thirty-two years of Mom
Since obviously she was keeping them so I could step back and prepare myself.
Below: Thirty-two, just divorced. HAPPY smile.
A ten year jump to 42. I am not to blame for this photo. Mom experiments with not smiling.
Two years later the smile was back
In 1985 Drivers License Photo Technology takes a big leap forward. Mom is 49. I'm currently 47. Evidently in the next two years my chin will tighten up and my eyes will get bigger. Awesome!
At 52. Not smiling has become a requirement. I think this is the year Dad died and Mom retired.
According to the license Mom weighs 110 below. So 53 will be a big weight loss year.
Finally, at 56, Mom begins to resemble me at 47. Smiles are back! Chins are also back. Mom also discovers a way she can style her own hair, even though she can't raise her arms over her waist. Oh, and I can't wait until those glasses are back in style.
Here she is in 1995, at 59.
At 62, you will notice Mom has made a major fashion adjustment. After decades of dressing to hide her tracheotomy scar, she decides her wattle sort of drapes over it and she doesn't need to hide it with high collars. Right now I'm tempted to send this photo to work and combine it with my current face, so I can desensitize Gary for his future.
And here she is in 01, at 65, wearing my shirt.
Of course, she died at 71, but she didn't drive the last few years.
But here, just for you, an extra bonus cartoon she saved!