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Vintage photos of:
1967. Grandpa Leonard Hermonson and his 1936 Plymouth. Originally it was my Great Aunt Ella's; she gave it to my grandfather when she could no longer drive. This picture was taken in Rockford, Illinois, by a photographer for The Labor News. The publication ran a short story about my Grandpa and the car. View full size.
Here's a picture of my grandpa, Leonard Hermonson, and one of his many cars. I'm thinking it's a Ford because of the oval on the radiator housing. From looking at the tag, he would have been around 25 when the picture was taken. I love cars. My dad says that I get the "gas in my veins" from my grandpa.
Diamond Bar, California, July 1968. My niece Mary having a good time, apparently. Neighbor has a nice early-60s Ford pickup. I shot this on 35mm Kodachrome. View full size.
1955 was the height of Davy Crockett mania, and while I never got a coonskin cap, I was as wrapped up in it as most kids of the time, hence the "Dying at the Alamo" concept of this shot. Didn't have any arrows, so I had to improvise with that twig. My eye patch, which I was forced to wear in an unsuccessful attempt to deal with my "lazy eye" condition, sort of adds to the effect. (It was unsuccessful because I kept cheating by peeling it up so I could read my comic books.) I think that was an official Boy Scout canteen, but I don't know where we got it, since neither of us were in the Scouts. Sharp-eyed camera bugs will notice my brother used fill flash with this Kodachrome; he'd borrowed or rented a fancy electronic flash unit.