When WWII ended and my dad came home to his new baby daughter. With all his Navy uniforms packed away my grandmother decided to make a sailor suit for me out of one of dads. She was an excellent seamstress and could make anything without a pattern. All she needed was the image in her mind. I finally grew into it at about 2 years old but unfortunatley those photos are lost. When baby brother Scott came along I dug out the suit and John took his picture in it. Ah..now its a family heirloom! When Traci was born somehow we forgot about and when I did find it, she had outgrown it. I passed it down to her when she got married to keep for her childern. Hayden came into this world a big boy and blew right past the suit before we knew what happened. Luckily it was remembered for Jaxson and so we finally have a photo of someone else in The Sailor Suit. Scott is on the left, Jaxson on the right.