Old Photos

These are a few photos of my siblings and me in our younger years. My brother Hal has, over these past few years been finding these old shots and has been kind in scanning them and sending them to me. Each of the photographs he has sent is truly a treasure beyond price.

These five are some that prompt some specific memories for me. The first is indicative of my amazement of my little sister Hope. This shot reminds me of the first day I met Hope when we brought her home from the hospital as a newborn. Unlike this photo, I was in the back seat while Mom was holding Hope in the front when we drove
home. All I wanted to do was to stand up and look over the seatback at the baby. Mom, who didn’t like me standing over her shoulder, asked me to sit down. I sat and I pouted all the way home while clicking my red buckled shoes together at the toes. Many years later I told Mom this story and she was sad and sorry that she had not allowed me to stand there and watch.

The picture of us at the beach is one of those instances in early age that prompted an indelible memory. The vividness of the event and the building of the sand car combined with great joy of being with my brother and sisters is an example of the sort of activities that helped create a wonderful childhood.

The photo of us with Hal with his hands on his head doesn’t bring any specific memory but I like it because it reminds me of the love and closeness I felt for my siblings

My memory though, of the picture of us on the steps does bring back a specific memory of the event. I recall being posed for the shot and my being happy to be doing so

The car which I later learned was a 1935 Austen is the first car I remember. As you can see the little guy, I, on the tricycle am rather young but I do remember riding in the car. I also remember Dad using it, or possibly another car, at or near that early age to haul chicken manure with the back seat taken out with the sweet smelling cargo taking its place. On completion of using the car as a pick-up truck he hosed it out and placed the seat back in. Dad always was innovative.