Unfortunately my precious Grandpa died before ever seeing any of his babies' babies produce babies, and as my lovely Grandma so often says, "he loved you kids and he'd have gotten a kick out of seeing all of his great-grandchildren." Love and kicks, that was Grandpa Hollywood.
Recently the west coast babies made a trip east, and for the first time EVER, all seven Hollywood babies were together. Sadly my Grandma could not be here to see them as a bunch, but it's probably a good thing. It was a lively and LOUD afternoon.
These pictures are dedicated to Grandpa Hollywood, the sweetest kid of them all.
And if these seven GORGEOUS munchkins are any indication of how handsome (and feisty) Jimmy Hollywood was, you will know he was quite the catch. Way to go, Phyllis!