These are my father’s parents, Christine Jordan and William Smith. I am named after Christine. They both died before I was born. William had a wonderful garden and a wicked sense of humor. Christine was a bookkeeper with many friends in Ballard. When I was very young I remember them telling me what a wonderful woman she was. Must have been very hard for my father to lose them both so young. I was going to take a picture of Maximus in front of the now bare Christmas tree but he refused to pose.