Well, that's the family down the way a bit. It was a Sunday afternoon, right after church. You know that because grandpa had on his fanciest tie and grandma is in her usual polka dot Sunday dress. Not to mention that Trix and Trina are all decked out like the professional woman they are and you'd never get Fred, that's Trina's husband in the back to wear a tie and cardigan any other day of the week. He's hiding his pipe behind his back because, well, you know, someone from church might see it and it's just best not to stir up talk.
Little brother Tommy doesn't go to church when the harvest is full on and Trix's husband is an accountant. We don't know for sure but we think Trix might be hitting the bottle a bit too hard but hey, if you were married to an accountant, you might, too.
The three little ones? Well, the one leaning up against his Uncle Tommy belongs to Trix and her husband and the two holding hands belong to Trina and Fred.
And then there's Pauline, on the far right. She's very fashion conscious but a bit off-center. Or perhaps "showy" is a better choice of words. Notice her fancy hem and ric-rac edging. She's very patient, which is a good trait in an English teacher.
It wasn't necessarily a special day, other than it was one of those increasingly rare moments when the whole family had been able to come together for Sunday supper. It was pot roast. Nobody cooks like grandma.