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Life in the Willow Village, Ypsilanti, Michigan, 1955. View full size.
Wow, I haven't heard the term "hatching jacket" in ages. My dad, the oldest of 13 children and born in 1943, gently joked that my grandmother single-handedly started the fad!
I can attest to this. I was a child of the 50's and got my arm caught in the wringer one afternoon when I was 5. I was lucky my uncle had stopped by to see us and he pulled my arm out. That darn thing never caught me again! My mom had warned me to be careful.
My wife always called those maternity tops "hatching jackets" when she wore them in the '50s and '60s.

Yes, Mom is cooking another Baby Boomer in there along with her blueberry pie. That's indeed a maternity top and the elastic stockings and sensible shoes show she has been down the road before. The little blonde alais Big Sister is too cute.
I heard a radio interview with Phyllis Diller reminiscing about life as a young housewife in Ypsilanti, while her husband worked at Willow Run.
Thanks for posting this. As a child of the '50's, I really enjoy '50's vintage photos of "homey" scenes like this.
That wringer washer looks evil, though.
Although she appears fit and trim, the style of her blouse reminds of those worn by "expectant" mothers (I don't recall the term "pregnant" being used, but I was a still a youngster).
Wow- a robot in a see through dress!
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