I'm the big gaucky one on
the left but I'm actually the middle girl age wise
Our home on the coast of
Maine
Our home
Bunny Berigan for whom I
was named
Me and Captain Jack
View of my dad's boat Jolinda
in Perkins Cove
This is our summer cap ,
the painting I did from my bedroom window on the second floor
of the big white house when I was 13 yrs old.
The house and camp where
we grew up in Maine. Our home is the lone white house to the
right and behind the Cliff House Hotel. The camp is blured but
can be seen on the point behind the white house.
Going skating with my sister
Timber
My dad was a good musician
and sat in on many of the late night jam sessions with the Greats.
My dad the trumpet player
My Mother was one of the
top modles in NYC back in the late 30's
Bunny Berigan died at 33
of complications from alcohol. My mother died at 31. Sad legacy
of the Jazz era. She took her own life.
