Just Because

I like to imagine that my great-grandparents didn't approve of him because they thought that he was a ne'er-do-well, a rapscallion, or a cad. Or maybe a bounder. He might have enticed my grandmother to cut a rug. Maybe they yelled 23-SKIDOO! right before they went to a speakeasy. He probably liked to do the Charleston.
In case you are wondering, this is not my Grandfather. Nor is the other guy. This is just my Grandmother being young in the 1920's.
I really love this picture.
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