Showing posts with label 1960's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1960's. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Wistful Wednesday :1960

This photo was taken December 26, 1960.  The occasion..my other baby brother was two months old.

Dec 26 1960 (2)

We were all watching the new TV..it was in the corner!  My baby brother was practicing toy gun safety and pointing his gun away from everyone.  I was nine, my Mom was 31, my other baby brother Jody was two months old, and my baby brother Carey was six.

The linoleum had been stripped off of the old kitchen floor..solid wood floors were underneath.  The kitchen became the living room and a new kitchen was added on.  We finally had a real bathroom indoors and a bath tub.  That couch was brown and it had gold threads that ran through it.

I loved that pair of pants that my Mom sewed for me..they were patched and high waters ..but I loved them and wore them out.  Mom must have made herself a pair too..except hers look like new.  I have one of my other baby brothers toys.  My baby brother has a pair of those muck-a- lucks on.  You know the ones that are like knitted socks but they have a leather sole.  They were great slippers to wear in the winter time..except they were usually made from wool..so they would make my hairy legs itch.

This is a photo that I have shown before on Wistful Wednesday.

december 1960 jpeg

Still watching the brand new TV set in the corner..it was a pretty big deal to finally have a TV.

My Mom sewed my Dad’s shirt..it was plaid and a couple of shades of Turquoise/Green.   I remember because I had a dress out of the same material and my baby brother had a shirt that matched…somewhere I have a color picture:)

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Wistful Wednesday: The Table

The table sat in the kitchen for years, at one time it was painted yellow with a red top.  Red must have been one of Grandmas favorite colors.  It was present for many meals of chicken and noodles and blueberry pie.  If the table could talk it would have many tall tales to tell of hunting and fishing adventures.

The table is off to a new home in Montana with Far Guys cousin Jay, it’s Minnesota days are over.  It has served the needs of two families well, and now perhaps little boys will play games on it with their Grandmother and Grandfather..maybe the Grandma will bake cookies..and maybe new memories will be made.

Jim and His four boys copy Grandpa and his boys

From left to right, Far Guys Grandfather Jim, Uncle Ron, Far Guys Dad Marvin, Uncle Archie and Uncle Jimmy. This photo was taken sometime before 1967.  It is five to nine in the evening, two have ties on and two have flannel shirts…and Grandpa of course is in his bib overalls. I thought at first they may be having cake, but I see the tops of salt and pepper shakers..so that must be one of Grandmas hot dishes in the center of the table..it probably has a potato chip topping:)

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Wistful Wednesday : Relaxing

Today I picked a summertime photo of Far Guy's Grandparents H. They are in their yard at the farm, sharing a spot on the old buckboard seat. I love that Grandpa has his arm threaded through Grandma's arm, they are not holding hands but touching arms. Grandpas hat is barely visible on the left, he apparently took off his hat for the photo. I also looked at his feet, and wondered..Grandpa did you have a really thin pair of dress socks on? Or were you barefoot? He had been in the garden, or fixing a piece of machinery as his hands tell the story. Grandma's print dress and apron were probably a shade of blue or green..the patterns did not match.. she wasn't a matchy, matchy kind of person.. and didn't "put on the dog for anyone." This photo would have been very typical of how they looked on a warm summer day if you stopped by for a visit.

I first met them about the same time this photo was taken in the early 1960's. The old blue car
( I call it old..back then it was new.. I believe it was a 1963 Ford..bird egg blue) would pull into our farmyard. Grandma would get out and walk to the house with her egg cartons in hand, she was a regular egg customer. Grandpa would wait in the car for her. She always had something pleasant to say, she said that our eggs were the best.. and clean too! Grandpa..waited patiently for her ..or not so patiently..knowing family traits as well as I do now:)