I was stationed at Alameda Naval Air base. We had off base housing. One day I came home and the house smelled of fresh baked bread. I would never allow my wife to buy store bought bread again. This photo was taken about sixty years later in our home in Ridgecrest, Calif. I was outside working in the yard and I came around the house by the Kitchen vent. I could smell fresh baked bread. I went in and took this picture. You can tell by the look on her face that she knew that she was pleasing me. She cut a thick piece off each end and we sat down to eat our buttered fresh bread.
Monty Hart in memory of his beautiful wife, Aleda the mother of their children.
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