Three sisters and Ma. (“Don’t call me ‘Ma!'” being one of her more famous, and ineffectual, quotes. “Mom,” “Mommy,” “Mother,” were all okay, but of course we wouldn’t stop.) Big brother Al nowhere to be found. Me on the left (as ever), middle sister Naomi on the right, youngest sister Deborah on the lap. Notice the matching rompers also match Ma’s dress. Sometimes she got carried away.
I know, right?