April 2, 2019:
Serious boys in the vegetable patch. Down on the farm it's grim during The Depression. Let's be sure to make that clear.
Boy #1: overalls, muscles. Country boy. Planned and posed: his hair is combed and oiled slick with a strong part straight up the middle. You'd predict he'd grow up to be a farmer himself, but, after the war he moves to California and becomes a long-haul truck driver, with considerably thinner hair. From farm to proletariat: the trajectory of most of America in that era.
Boy #2: pressed trousers, belt, white shirt tucked-in, hair parted on the left, like Hitler's. You'd predict he'd grow up to be a cop. But, although he does stay near the old homestead, he instead becomes an auto mechanic. Like his brother, from farm to proletariat, as nearly everyone around him.
Serious, they're soooooo serious. There's no fucking around with this lot. Proper, upstanding young men, raised right, in the fear of God and the American way.
Where's their older bro? The one who knocked-up the seventeen-year-old neighbor girl then abandoned her, because his right and proper and serious old God-fearing dad ordered him to, and he obeyed?
There's no written indication of the year. I would guess: older bro has left for the CCC. Within a couple of years he'll move to Montana, marry his sweetheart there, join the Army, ship off to the Ardennes to kill Germans and bring home their cameras. It'll be another quarter century before any of these people meet the abandoned child.