Smile for the Camera 19th edition: "Gift"
I will be the first to admit that in our long, dark New England winters, I am prone to get into my pj's, slippers and bathrobe as soon as supper is over and the dishwasher is chugging away. Honestly, when it gets dark here starting at 3:15, I am ready for bed. I would be a good candidate for hibernation. Wake me when it is springtime.
As a young child, I received a gift of new pjs or a bathrobe to be worn Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. This is a photo of my favorite bathrobe which I am wearing just to have my photo taken. It is Christmas 1960 and I am in the 8th grade and yes, I still love my stuffed animals.
I continued this tradition of buying new pjs for my daughter until recently and I think that next year, Anthony will be getting new Pjs for Christmas from me, his Grammie. Of course, that means I will need to buy new ones for me too. Maybe I can get ones that match his? Don't laugh.
Excuse me now while, I go put on my bathrobe. Oh, it is only 12:50 PM. Darn.
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Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Egypt
Smile for the Camera 18th edition: Travel
As a family, we don't consider ourselves well traveled except for my maternal grandmother who enjoyed many trips before and after her husband died. I found this postcard in the photo box that belonged to my mother and it always makes me laugh. I may find a matching one with my grandmother on a camel yet. Sound like a book title "Grandmother on a Camel". But, I digress.
Obviously this is a "tourist trap" photo. See the tiny number next to the camels? That's how they knew who to bill for the photography. I do know that this is a photo of Douglas and Louise Young of Providence and Barrington, RI. who often accompanied my grandparents on trips.
Mr. and Mrs. Young had a 50th wedding anniversary party at their "summer" home in Barrington when I was a young teen. It was the first time I saw a servant catered party. I mention this because it would have been around the time that this photo was taken so perhaps this was a 50th wedding anniversary trip.
For a person who doesn't even have a passport this is the closest I will get to this place.
As a family, we don't consider ourselves well traveled except for my maternal grandmother who enjoyed many trips before and after her husband died. I found this postcard in the photo box that belonged to my mother and it always makes me laugh. I may find a matching one with my grandmother on a camel yet. Sound like a book title "Grandmother on a Camel". But, I digress.
Obviously this is a "tourist trap" photo. See the tiny number next to the camels? That's how they knew who to bill for the photography. I do know that this is a photo of Douglas and Louise Young of Providence and Barrington, RI. who often accompanied my grandparents on trips.
Mr. and Mrs. Young had a 50th wedding anniversary party at their "summer" home in Barrington when I was a young teen. It was the first time I saw a servant catered party. I mention this because it would have been around the time that this photo was taken so perhaps this was a 50th wedding anniversary trip.
For a person who doesn't even have a passport this is the closest I will get to this place.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Grandmother's School Photo
I Smile for the Camera Carnival, 16th edition: "School Days"
One of the sweetest photos in my family collection is this one of little girls sitting on the steps of a house. My mother told me that this was the elementary school photo of my grandmother, Hannah Josephine Barber (1893-1992) who married Evans Stewart and her sister, my great aunt, Dorothy Palmer Barber (1895-1981), who married and divorced Harry Bliven.
If you click on this photo, it will take you to my Flickr account where you can see that I have placed a "note" on their faces so you can see who is who.
I don't know if there were two photos taken, one for the boys and one for the girls, or if this was just an "all girls" school or a Sunday School group photo. It must have been in Westerly, Rhode Island where my grandmother, her sister and her older brother lived for most of their youth.
I have tracked all three as far as I can with city directories and census records. My great aunt I knew but my great uncle, Harold (1890-1944) and his wife Martha (1879-1968) , I don't remember but a family member tells me that I did meet her when I was a little girl.
As I hold a Master's Degree in Education and my daughter is a Kindgergarten teacher, "school days" are very important. This fall I am attending the 40th reunion of my college class. Of course, I have not changed much. Guess I should look at my own school photos...
One of the sweetest photos in my family collection is this one of little girls sitting on the steps of a house. My mother told me that this was the elementary school photo of my grandmother, Hannah Josephine Barber (1893-1992) who married Evans Stewart and her sister, my great aunt, Dorothy Palmer Barber (1895-1981), who married and divorced Harry Bliven.
If you click on this photo, it will take you to my Flickr account where you can see that I have placed a "note" on their faces so you can see who is who.
I don't know if there were two photos taken, one for the boys and one for the girls, or if this was just an "all girls" school or a Sunday School group photo. It must have been in Westerly, Rhode Island where my grandmother, her sister and her older brother lived for most of their youth.
I have tracked all three as far as I can with city directories and census records. My great aunt I knew but my great uncle, Harold (1890-1944) and his wife Martha (1879-1968) , I don't remember but a family member tells me that I did meet her when I was a little girl.
As I hold a Master's Degree in Education and my daughter is a Kindgergarten teacher, "school days" are very important. This fall I am attending the 40th reunion of my college class. Of course, I have not changed much. Guess I should look at my own school photos...
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
My Parents Tickle My Funny Bone
6th Edition Smile For The Camera
No matter how old you get there are just some photographs that you can't get out of your head, like this one of my parents taken in the Summer of 1952. [Correction! another envelope of photos says 1951 and these photos must have been taken by the Miller family]
Judging from the other photos in the envelope, my mother's friend, Virginia and her husband Steve and their two young sons invited us to this house that may have been a family summer home in Maine. [on China Lake]
I would say that this photo shows my parents just goofing around. It was so unlike my mother to be like this that it just tickles my funny bone. She was known to destroy any photos that did not portray her in a glamorous light so I am impressed that this survived.
I do remember this trip as I was four years old. Outdoor plumbing (yuck) and very cold water to swim in are all I really remember as happening to me. I do remember that it seemed the parents were having fun. I couldn't figure it out!
It is good to remember that your parents were once young and impulsive!
No matter how old you get there are just some photographs that you can't get out of your head, like this one of my parents taken in the Summer of 1952. [Correction! another envelope of photos says 1951 and these photos must have been taken by the Miller family]
Judging from the other photos in the envelope, my mother's friend, Virginia and her husband Steve and their two young sons invited us to this house that may have been a family summer home in Maine. [on China Lake]
I would say that this photo shows my parents just goofing around. It was so unlike my mother to be like this that it just tickles my funny bone. She was known to destroy any photos that did not portray her in a glamorous light so I am impressed that this survived.
I do remember this trip as I was four years old. Outdoor plumbing (yuck) and very cold water to swim in are all I really remember as happening to me. I do remember that it seemed the parents were having fun. I couldn't figure it out!
It is good to remember that your parents were once young and impulsive!
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