I Came across this photo and my father’s body language of having open arms is exactly how he lived life. His heart was open, he believed in humanity, and he lived life like a millionaire. He was a friend to all, even if you met him once or knew him for a lifetime.
Henry Hodge (my Uncle) was an Orderly and attendee at the Rancho Los Amigos Health Center in the 1950’s in Los Angeles, California. At the time the Rancho Los Amigos was a facility for those that had polio. Henry was the only African American working at the facility in that capacity at the time.
I love this photo of my mother Betty Porter on her bike. She was 33 at the time and living in Los Angeles, CA. In 1960, my parents lived in the hills of Montecito Dr. I just recently visited the neighborhood, and discovered that the home they had lived in and my first childhood home had been demolished along with quite a few others. This photo was taken May 1960. I wonder if my father took the photo, and possibly knew how to ride a bike too.
I remember my mother saying once you learn to ride a bike, you always know how to ride it. The thing is, I never saw my mother ride before, but she always encouraged my brother and I too.
This is a photo of Sarah Hodge, the grandmother of my dad’s best friend Henry Hodge. Henry was raised by Sarah, who he called mom as he did not know his real mother as she ran off to Chicago when he was a baby. This photo was taken in Saint Louis, Missouri in the late 1930’s or early 1940’s.