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| My Mother as a flower girl in her Aunt Rose's wedding, c. 1929 |
We finally unpacked and hooked up the scanner, and I have gone scan-mad. My father's recent passing has unleashed a floodgate of photos passing through my hands, and I could spend hours, days, years, just visiting with them. My friend
Adrienne is doing the same thing right now, pouring through a treasure trove of memorabilia from her Grandmother (who placed her precious collection in her granddaughter's hands upon moving to an assisted living facility).
So I thought I'd share some of my favorites from the sands of time:
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| 1917 My father as a baby |
Yes, all of us grown ups were once babies, much to
my kids' confusion and delight.
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| Mom and Me, 11 days old |
You may have seen my young father in my sidebar, remember this guy?
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| Dad in his early 20's |
And now here's young Mom:
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| Mom in her 20's |
Wasn't she a knock out? Since my parents didn't meet until they were much older (Mom in her 30's, Dad in his 40's) they never knew each other like this. I certainly did not know these young people, but it's fun to peek into their pasts. The mother I knew never wore heels!
Going even further back, my Mother's relatives just off the boat. Literally, that's the boat behind them:
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| Mom's Aunts, Uncle and Zayde (Grandfather) at Ellis Island |
I love the wicker suitcases. Welcome to America, oh Ancestors!
I don't normally like to scare people, but since Halloween is almost upon us... Me very, very pregnant with full term, full size twins:
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| The night before my kids came out to meet me |
Yes, that was as uncomfortable as it looks. My cousin Jessie called me "The happiest miserable person I know." during my pregnancy, because it was very physically challenging and I WAS just miserable (20 weeks of all-day-sickness, then unbelievable heartburn, for starters). But simultaneously? Deliriously, over-the-moon, goofy happy the whole time. And totally worth it, since it lead to
this...
I have always loved this photo:
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| Ethan, five minutes old (and already dramatic) |
Jacob's happy personality really shines through in this one:
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| Jake at 4 months: "Duuude, let's grab a brewsky" |
Our first Family Snow Day:
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| January 2003 |
When they were 8 months old, we took the boys to visit Grandma & Grandpa in Florida :
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| Mom & boys at 8 months |
OK, enough with the cute babies.
Finally, I leave you with this one -- Me at 20, about to go out to Studio 54 or Danceteria with my wild friend Lisa, who loaned me her ha-cha-cha red dress and did me up (because really, at that time in my life? make-up not my thing):
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Stop laughing, it was the style in 1980. Really. Stop it.
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Since I am thoroughly in the thrall of my scanner, and even hijacked
Sunday's and
Monday's posts to throw some old pictures in, I'm sure I will be dragging you on more walks through time, but for now, have a nice Wednesday.
I’m linking up to Wordless Wednesday at Angry Julie Monday.
I'm also linked to Special Exposure Wednesday at 5 Minutes for Special Needs.
