Andrew Anderson and his three Smith granddaughters, Susan, Janet and Pamela taken in 1955, the day that I was baptized.
He would come and visit us every few weeks when the weather was good. He lived in
and we lived in Romeo. He would stop by the bakery in Marine City and buy a special loaf of bread. I do not know if it was his favorite or Mom’s but he brought that bread every time he visited and before long it was our favorite too. Mom would make us toast out of it! I wish I knew what it was called for sure. I have never seen bread like it since. It was creamy yellow in color and a round un-sliced loaf packaged in a clear plastic bag. I just remember that it is one of my early memories, yellow toasted bread with butter on it. I asked Mom more than once what it was and she thought it was called Egg Bread. I will have to ask Aunt Benita or Aunt Betty if they remembers what it was. Marine City
Janet, Sharon (with one of the cats), Andrew and Mark Spring of 1963
Miss you Grandpa!