Too Many Baby Pictures

A Biography

Just a really happy one-year old
My first photo with Mom only months after my birthday.
Winston-Salem, North Carolina 1999
Me (age 4), and my sister, Claire (age 2)
My cousin, Nate and I at Destin (age 6)
From left to right: Nate, Pawpaw, Me, and Ben
Laying in Granny’s front yard, age 7
From left to right: Ben, Claire, Pawpaw, Charlton, Me, and Nate

I was born on March 13, 1998 in Winston-Salem, North Carolina where my dad was finishing his residencies for medical school. I was the first child born to my parents and the first grandchild born on my mother’s side of the family. I lived in North Carolina for the first year of my life and then my father received a job offer from Northside Hospital in Forsyth, so we moved back to Georgia where both my parents are from originally. I have lived in Alpharetta, Georgia my entire life until moving to school in Athens this past fall.

In a short two weeks after I was born, my twin cousins, Nate and Ben, were born. Because we were so close in age and my mother and her sister were so close, we were raised like triplets. Most of the memories I have from early childhood involve the twins who I would consider more my brothers than my cousins. We went to the beach together, met at the park together, but most importantly, we spent our weekends at Granny’s together.

My Granny and Pawpaw were always very involved in my childhood as well. We would spend at least a weekend a month at Granny’s house swimming in the neighbor’s pool, making homemade ice cream, and watching hours of old movies on the VCR player with PawPaw. One of our favorite things to do was walk across the street to a goat farm where you could walk up to the fence and feed the goats for hours. This is something I would consider a family tradition of ours because we still walk across the street to see the goats when we visit.

Two years after I was born, my sister was born and my brother followed her a year later in 2001. As we all began to age, the weekends at Granny’s became shorter as schedules became busier. Now we all make it a point to come to family reunions and visit for all holidays and birthdays.

My childhood was showered with loving memories of Granny’s home that I will cherish forever and try to recreate for my children and grandchildren. Writing this paper has helped me learn not only what it means to appreciate your family’s roots, but engage in them as well. I understand now the importance of heirlooms and old recipes. The connect us to those who helped us get to where we are now.

Currently, I am a student at the University of Georgia. I am en Economics major, co-major in International Business, and a minor in Communication Studies. I have ambitions to study abroad as much as possible before graduating in 2020 and possibly attending graduate school.

My family has been nothing short of a supportive and loving home. They have praised every accomplishment, helped me through every failure, and pushed me to be the person I am today. I am proud of my family, roots, and culture I grew up surrounded by. My new appreciation for cooking has sparked interest in learning how to cook my Granny’s recipes. In the next years of my life I hope to learn as much from her as I can in hopes of cherishing every memory I can of Mrs. Virginia Barrett.

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