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Photo taken at, what looks to be, the intersection of Pont Du Mont Blanc and Quai Du Mont Blanc. Written in pencil on the back is the following:
One of Geneva's busiest corners - Carriage to the right is on bridge crossing Rhone. To the left port of Geneva with "Les Voirons" in back ground. Mountain in the center is the Môle.
After returning to the states from the South Pacific battles in late 1944/early 1945, Dad was stationed at Parris Island where he ran the NCO Club. He was finally discharged in April 1946. This photograph was found along with some of his discharge papers. I have no clue as to who the Marines are or what is going on. My guess is that the photograph was taken in the base brig. Could also be a bunch of new recruits. The war was over and life was good, even if this was the brig.
The milk wagon of William Widule, the owner of the Sherman Park Dairy of Chicago around the turn of the century. The wagon appears freshly painted, William is neatly dressed, and it is obvious that his partner is very well cared for. I like the way the horse's ears are pricked forward and he (or she) is gazing directly at the camera.
My great-grandfather's mining crew circa 1915 in Mineral County, West Virginia. His name was Thompson Metcalf, and he is in the front row, crouched just to the right of the coal car tracks. The young boy in front of him was my great-uncle "Metty." Thompson died in the flu epidemic of 1918. My grandfather gave me the carbide lamp that Thompson wore. It appears they all had their lamps lit for the photo. They even included the most valuable members of the crew (at least to the mine owners). Some mine owners were of the opinion that "If you lose a man, there is always another one ready to take his place, but if you lose a pony or mule, you must BUY another one". This crew worked the mines in the Beryl, West Virginia area.