Some of these photos may be Thanksgiving, for the edge shows "Nov 55," while other photos show the Christmas tree and Larry setting up a model train in the north bedroom off the dining room. I do have other interior photos with the card club, wherever they are, but these can be used with the recent entry of the exterior photos.
Clearly the living room, this looks east, with the big window that had the stained-glass panel at the top. Laurence (Grandpa K.) is in the blue velour chair; Jack L. (Dad) is on the blue velour couch, the rocking chair I have next to him. Mike E. is on the floor with my sisters, Sue and JaVee. The wall picture is a landscape on velvet, better seen in the second photo.
Larry K. is plugging in the movie projector for home movies. Again, the view is to the front door, but I don't know who's put up the white cloth screen standing there.
Velma L. (Mom) and Fern (Grandma K.) are in the archway between the dining room and the living room. Gram's wearing her usual apron. To the right of her head is Whistler's Mother on the wall; Arrangement in Grey and Black: The Artist's Mother is the actual title. Around the corner on the wall was an Edgar Guest poem, "The House by the Side of the Road." As far as I can tell, that's me back in the corner on the blue velour sofa, with Betty K. holding baby Ryan. As evidenced by the ceiling lights and the arches, the place had been much remodeled since Earl and Audree had moved there, before Grandma and Grandpa lived in Grandma's birthplace.
Another modernizing arch took out the wall between the dining room and kitchen, as seen here, looking west past Fern at the dining room table. And Grandma no longer had her old cook stove she fired up with cobs and wood pieces, with a hot water reservoir at the end. But she still baked as much as ever.
Laurence K. (Grandpa) with Mike E. and Denny E. playing cards with someone whose hands I can't identify: Dad's, Earl's, Larry's? Mike's silhouette is on the wall above Gram's desk, to the left the familiar corner mirrored bricabrac shelf.
Audree E. and I are at the dining room table. Behind Audree is the door to the narrowest, steepest stairwell I know of outside the Clemens house in Hannibal, Missouri (but Sam Clemens/Mark Twain was a little guy, not a burly Koftan). The buffet is behind me. On the wall above it is The Last Supper. I'm not totally sure, but the picture between us is the one with silver foil used in clear spaces in a landscape painted on glass.
The final two are indisputably Christmas, Betty K. and Fern K. standing in the living room, then Larry K. putting together the model train before Lindsay E., Linda K., and David K. in the north bedroom off the dining room, I think.
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