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Here's my grandfather at the Sphinx in May 1945, plus or minus a month or so. I've recently run across a stash of his photos and am slowly working my way through scanning them. Sadly, he wasn't much for labeling his photos unless these have fallen out of an album I haven't uncovered yet, so beyond some of the more obvious landmarks, it's difficult to impossible place the photo in time and space.
This one's easy though. As a C-47 pilot (http://www.shorpy.com/node/4003) based in Naples at this point, he made several trips to various North African destinations, apparently with enough time to take in the sights now and again. His photographer is never identified, but seems to put a little more thought into the composition than your average snapshot-taker.
I showed this photo to my wife. "Where _is_ he?" she exclaimed. I want to believe that she was really wanting to know more about _why_ he was there than his actual location. I told her it was the Luxor in Vegas.
…and Young. My grandfather working (left with rake) at a neighbor's farm – I'm guessing the 1920s. He'd work his farm then also hire himself out to work others in the area as here.
The family homesteaded in Dakota Territory in the 1870s in what is now Union County in SE South Dakota a few miles from Akron Iowa. The homestead was on Bruele Creek, which is mentioned in, and the area is the setting, for the novel "Giants in the Earth" by Rølvaag. Most of the families in the area were Nordic and still reflected that when I'd visit as a child.
Can anyone ID the year for the John Deere tractor to help place the time frame? View full size.
Baby boomers, first wave, all born 1946, showing how we were dressed for kindergarten. Notice how we don't look like gang members, convicts or concentration camp inmates. Of course, for class photo day, most of us had probably gotten decked out a bit better than normally, but still. By the following year a new school had opened up in Corte Madera and our class size shrank dramatically. That's me at the bottom right. View full size.
"While extremely well-built, Lincoln styling in the beginning was behind the times, and the company went into receivership in 1922 after less than two years of car production. It was purchased by Henry Ford for $8 million." View full size.
This button was a promotional piece about 1-3/4" in diameter, given out by shoe stores on the purchase of a pair of Keds, one of the sponsors of the daily kids' show "Fireman Frank" broadcast by KRON-TV in San Francisco during the mid-50s. Fireman Frank was George Lemont, a hip SF deejay who stepped into the role after the original Fireman, a roly-poly avuncular gent more in the style of a kids' TV host, dropped dead. Lemont's humor appealed as much to adults as well as kids; you could hear the studio crew guffawing off-camera at things that went over our heads. Between cartoons, Lemont brought out his cast of puppets, including robot Dynamo Dudley, the beret-wearing, bop-talking Scat the Cat and best of all, Karl the Karrot. Karl, as you can see, was a sort of proto-beatnik, literally a carrot with a pair of shades. His dialog consisted entirely of "blubble-lubble-lubble" while he thrashed about, chlorophyl topknot flailing. At home, we were all in convulsions on the floor.
This is a scan of a battered print showing my grandfather in the cockpit of a C-47. My best guess is that this is in the last half of 1944 and in the US per his logbooks, but it could be as late as mid-'45 in Europe. I've recently discovered a stash of his wartime photos and will add more if there's any interest. View full size.
In 1957 I was chosen to be a model for the Oklahoma Semi-Centennial publicity photos. I was 5 and had to wear a fishbowl for a space helmet. View full size.