I don’t know what year this photo was taken, and I’m sure she doesn’t either. My grandmother still does this sometimes when she smiles, especially when she’s flattered or given a gift. first she cocks her head to one side, cradles it with one hand, hugs it with the other.
Something I really like about this picture is her teeth. By the time I was born, my grandmother had dentures, and in place of the darkened tooth in the picture above was an open-faced gold tooth. In that same spot in my mouth, I have a baby tooth that never fell out, and in pictures (though no one else seems to notice), my smile kind of looks like hers here because you can’t see the tooth.
Maybe she had a baby tooth there, too. Maybe we’re more alike than we are different in these days of shifting roles and polarization. I like to think so, and this picture helps.