Guess it's because I just sent some old family pictures to my cousin. I started looking at still others and thinking about my family. They are all gone now. I am the last of the older generation.
I was very much the youngest. My sister, Margaretta, was fourteen years older than I. My brother, Bill, was eleven years older. So when these earliest pictures were taken, I hadn't even been thought of. Weren't they adorable?
Even in the sad looking swimwear of the era, they were cute. This was taken in the surf at Ocean City, NJ.
As they grew up, this was taken in front of the house where I was born - considerably later.
This is my sister and me in the sandbox. She must have been about sixteen.
She looks so much older.
Gee. I was kind of cute too in 1936
In 1939 they were still pretty smart looking.
And a year or so later, World War II had begun. Bill was in the Signal Corps. He was in the Battle of the Buldge. He was Army. His two best friends were, one in the Navy and one in the Marines at Iwo Jima.
I graduated high school in 1950. And just the other day, the mail brought me a notice of our sixtieth class reunion. Can you believe - sixty years!?
OK. Enough of this. Back to the future.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
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I love old pictures, these are wonderful! Ann
How fun! And I graduated from high school sixty years ago TODAY!! I was an only child. I think after I was born my parents decided they didn't need any more!! I was just thinking about that graduation last night. It's been fun to be in touch with a number of my classmates over the past few years and I hear from several of them nearly every week or so. Have a great day, Bobbie!
wow, i wonder how many people show up for a 60th high school reunion.
you were adorable
love the photos
It's so good of you to share these with us. Thank you. Lovely.
Interesting post. Nice to see your relatives in younger years. Times change a lot and we seem to change with them. Seems like a waste when we all pass on or away. I don't like the word, "Away," when associated with death. Seems hard to imagine. If we live on, even in minute details, of our children's children to the 80th degree, then I guess we are always here. Patty reminded me that her last reunion was 55 years.
It is too much to think about for me.
I agree with Dianne! & I think you still are cute too.
I love looking at pictures like these. Thanks for sharing Bobbie.
Very cute, fanstatic photos and memories.
An amazing journey. Love old photos too...lots of history and memories.
Sixty years is a very long time by today's standards. But back then time must've stood still in black and white pictures. You look cute in the picture.
It is so much fun to remember time gone by from old black and white pictures.
Bobbie, you were and are still adorable. I can't even imagine what it must be like to be the last of your generation though I have known many others who were. It sure puts a lot of things in perspective. I often think of what life must have been like for my grandnmother and how much the world changed during her lifetime. She is gone now. She died in 1999 at the age of 93. Some of my favorite novels take place right around 1910. She would have been 4 years old then. What amazes me is how much the world has changed since I was young and how many of those changes I have just gotten used to and take for granted until someone emails on of those things about "Do you remember when..." That sure is a wake-up call! I don't fault you for your nostalgia. IN fact, I think I will join you!
I love this post!
I too love family photos..I wish my Mother hadn't insisted on keeping everything only to lose the stuff in the house fires....Michelle
The time sure goes by quickly, doesn't it? These are wonderful family photos, Bobbie!
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