There are days I feel mighty fortunate to be a member of the 'Baby Boomer' generation. Sure, there are places that no longer work the way I'd like ... what sometimes comes out of my mouth isn't the word I meant. But how blessed we've been to witness technology in Real Time!
For instance --
Tho' he wasn't especially skilled my father loved his camera.
What remains is probably a 50-50 mix of black/white and color photographs. Unlike the hundreds (thousands?) of images we take on our cell phones, I'm thinking most people in the 50's made careful, deliberate choices. Film and the cost of developing wasn't exactly cheap. Moreso, if one preferred Kodachrome.
What remains is probably a 50-50 mix of black/white and color photographs. Unlike the hundreds (thousands?) of images we take on our cell phones, I'm thinking most people in the 50's made careful, deliberate choices. Film and the cost of developing wasn't exactly cheap. Moreso, if one preferred Kodachrome.
Are any of y'all fans of The Voice?
I love the new-to-me song I heard the other night. The words, how they engraved themselves on my heart!
You know it, too?
As each year's calendar pages turn to the holidays, more and more I get swept away on a Sentimental Journey.
With these lyrics in mind, here's a hodgepodge of some favorite images taken around Thanksgiving and Christmas .... many years ago.
My father (ca. 1927)
Tho' he never came from means, he loved nice clothes
Tho' he never came from means, he loved nice clothes
Mother (at front) with fellow students
Second and third from left, my parent's engagement(?) dinner
War time in Fort Lauderdale
I wish I'd seen it in color!
My happy place
Aboard the Queen Mary ...
feeling humiliated at the make-your-own-hat party.
I can still recall every detail of that forest green dress with the white dotted embroidery
feeling humiliated at the make-your-own-hat party.
I can still recall every detail of that forest green dress with the white dotted embroidery
Mule excursion down the Grand Canyon
I'm second behind the guide. Mother's behind me and that's daddy bringing up the rear.
You should've seen it in color!
Hugs, Myra







