My Grandmother, (Our Dad's Mother) who died in 1959. She was the one who lived with us occasionally, or we lived with her off and on while we were little; but most of the time it was just us and our Dad. She was a lot of help to him through the years. I think this was her 88th birthday but she always looked this old to me, even when I was a little girl. She didn't change much as the years crept upon her.