Nice outing yesterday. Drove to Litchfield, picked up mom, then down to Southport to visit her brother Larry (7 years younger, half-brother actually). Stayed about an hour, then back to Litchfield. Jamie managed pretty well, certainly as well as could be hoped, interacted with Larry enough so that I'm pretty sure he really enjoyed it.
And a surprise to me was a little gift Larry had for her (it was her birthday, #97), a photo of Jamie and her mom at the train station in Munich in 1935. Never seen the photo before.