I subscribe regularly to the old proverb: The eyes are the window of the soul. And if that is true then that might explain my captivation with old photographs of people in various settings. The hunt begins in antique stores for black and white photos of people I'll never know but whose faces speak to me on some level. Besides, because they are usually an inexpensive investment I have a small, ongoing collection now. . .
starting with me and my mother and my new sled, which is still one of my prized possessions.
My father's parents, Filomena and Vito on their wedding day at the turn of the 20th Century. I always was fond of the fact that they both wore a sprig of lily-of-the-valley.
National Laundry & Cleaners in my hometown in the 1940's, in the era when people had all manner of garments, diapers, curtains washed and delivered.
This lovely girl could have just as easily been my sister.
One of my favorites, the marriage of youth, fashion and unmanageable hair.
Bought at a garage sale for $1 from the great-granddaughter of the seated woman, her grandmother standing. They lived in Fergus Falls, Minnesota.
Taken by an itinerant photographer one day while my mom and her brothers were playing. I love how they must have rushed to change into their Sunday best. It goes, Willis, left--Henrietta, middle--Calvin, right.
purchased at different times and places, but I've wondered at the likeness.
There's a reason why this little girl loves blue velvet to this day.
I have many more--on snowy days I love to pick and choose from the tin I keep them in, wondering and sometimes writing about them as if we were in the same family or had been friends on the prairie.
Note to self: there are only so many faces to go around.
4 comments:
I love black and whites and the laundry service looks as professional as a police department.
Love to look at old photos and imagine what the people were like and what their daily routines were like.
Hi!
Am delighted to see you posting 'Favourite Things' again.
It's a lovely post too, I've so many old photo's & postcards inherited from my Mother but sadly I know who very, very few are.
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You have some of the very best old photos and I'm always happy to see them!
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