When I started this blog I was afraid I wouldn't be able to come up with enough things to write about. Now I find myself having trouble deciding what to write first. Looking around at different blogs I see interesting stories, pictures etc. and I think about pictures I have.
I was reminded of a picture my mother had of her brother (Jake). I'm not sure when it was made late 1930's or early 1940's. Tennessee doesn't get too much really cold weather but sometimes it does come our way. They had a really cold winter and the river froze. The story I always heard was that my uncle drove his car out on to the ice. Then he and his friends walked around and someone took his picture standing on the ice.