My Uncle Pete was born on July 1, 1914-and if he were still alive he would be 98 today.
I’m thankful to have several pictures of him as a boy-interesting not only because I am his niece, but also for a glimpse into the way the world was back then.
Pete around the age of three.
Pete with his older brother Carl, circa 1918.
The least I can do today is to have a piece of cake in his honor…
Happy Birthday Pete!