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I, too, have old fashioned pictures of my family, we're 11 kids, one went to heaven in 2004. She was my #3 sister and my very best friend. I miss her very much. Anyway about the picture, it, also reminds me of my parents home when we were young, the clothes from those times, the furniture, the surrounding, those high ceilings, the bathtubs in the kitchen, the windowed walls, from the kitchen to the bedroom, in some old, old movies you get to see this detail, the small sinks in the bedrooms, totally out there,WOW, the apartments nowadays don't have any of these luxuries, also those oldfashioned sliding doors from livingroom to the bedrooms, they had real glass panes. I miss those days and those type of apartments. Think they don't exist anywhere, anymore. If they do, lucky is the person that lives there. Thanks for listening to some old memories, answer any time. Bye
I do have fond memories of playing with the cousins. The wisteria vine in the back yard was so large, the base of the vine was about 15" in diameter. The canopy of the vine spanned about 25 feet to the top of a large, mature oak tree, completely covered the tree, and reached another 25 feet to make a canopy to the back porch roof.
There were also several mature pear trees in the huge back yard, and another large oak tree that still stands today, but the tire swing is missing. The oak tree that supported the wisteria vine finally succumbed to the fatal attraction of the vine.
Thank you for giving me another opportunity to hold those memories.
I discovered this photo in my mom and dad's extensive collection. We are trying to scan in the ones that mean something to our generation. This one is special to me. I am in there with my cousins, and all of us are at or near retirement now.
This was fried chicken for Sunday dinner at grandma and grandpa's big farm house. It was the kind of dinner where grandma killed several roosters from her flock, and dressed and fried them on a wood cook stove, and served them with vegetables from the garden, home made biscuits, fresh brewed Lipton iced tea, and there was always fresh baked fruit pie or cobbler from their orchard.
It appeals to me because things seemed so simple and innocent then. I remember that "fancy" light fixture fondly because my grand parents actually had electricity. We didn't.
The pie safe in the background has Hi-Ho crackers and Kelloggs Corn Flakes on top. The old wooden window behind the table propped open with a stick. The back yard has a picket fence, and it's shaded by some wonderful old trees and wisteria vines.
I don't know how the women in those days managed to put a full meal on the table for a big group with none of our modern conveniences, but they did it, and it was delicious.
I love all your photos, especially the scenery. But this photo calls to me for some reason. I wish I could blow it up and see all the 'stuff'! Look at that wallpaper!! The 'fancy' light fixture! The high ceiling! All the children look happy and content, and that's how this photo makes me feel. Are you in there somewhere?