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I feel this image is appropriate for my first official Shorpy "Jump the Shark" submission. Me, my father and brother (in the car) at Knott's Berry Farm, August 1964. Shot on 35mm Montgomery Ward brand slide film. View full size.
The living room of our summer house in Guernewood Park, California, after the flood of December, 1955. Back then, this stuff was all considered junky enough for a summer cabin, but they'd be antiques today, particularly the Morris chair in the foreground. The porch swing had been brought inside for winter storage. This was definitely one of those world-of-reality crashes into world-of-childhood events for the 9 year-old me. I shot this on 2-1/4 square Kodacolor.
There's an exterior shot of the flood aftermath in the comments here.
How often do you see a photo from this era that's not posed?
The tall man on the right is my great grandfather Asa Wingate Robson (who died in the 1918 flu epidemic). My great grandmother Ambrozine Almeda is the woman in the darker dress, the taller boy is John Wingate, and the small boy is my grandfather Charles Asa. We don't know who the other folks are.
Taken in Edmonton in 1916 in the backyard of their home 10147 - 114 St.
Notice that there seems to be a person watching from the window of the house in the background on the left.
This is Joe Manning. That's me on the left, and my buddy Rich. We were friends at the Air Force Academy, but not as cadets. We were assigned to the Air Force Academy Hospital. We're still close friends. This is in my dorm room. Note the trendy "big eye" painting by Margaret Keane. An old Air Force buddy who I tracked down recently sent me the photo, taken in 1965. I had no idea it existed. It's the only photo I have ever seen of me during my four years in the Air Force. It looks pretty freaky now. View full size. Fast-forward to 42 years later.
Here I am (Joe Manning) in the middle in 2007. Rich is on the right. The other guy was my roommate at the Air Force Academy. This photo was taken last year, 42 years after the other one. In 1965, Rich was cool, suave and very funny. He still is - well, maybe not as suave. He was my best man in 1969. Both of us have been married for almost 40 years. We each have two kids, and except for a short time in the 1980s, we have lived within two hours of each other since 1967.
My grandfather Peter Lawrence, left, and his son Harry operated a welding and blacksmith shop in Erie, PA from the 1920s to 1948, when Peter died. They began by shoeing horses, but with the advent of cars, they switched mainly to heating, tempering and sharpening chisels and other steel devices used by the city workers who operated air hammers in street construction and repair. Peter was a native of Riga, Latvia and never learned to drive or to speak English.