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August 1942. "Interlochen, Michigan. National music camp where 300 or more young musicians study symphonic music for eight weeks each summer. A student eating an ice cream cone." Photo by Arthur Siegel. View full size.
I'll bet Ms. Lambert had no idea she would be making men swoon 70 years later. I love this photograph - my wife went to Interlochen for high school, and she had to wear those knickers.
A guy did (and a Scion of Industry and fellow violinist at that). She married him in 1950 and they had three kids and seven grandchildren. He died last year and she's named as a survivor in the obit, so no names for privacy's sake. But it looks like our girl had a pretty good future waiting.
Amazing what a freckled cheek, a saucy haircut, a coy and confident smile, and . . . well, an ice cream cone on a warm summer day, can do to a fellow.
I like this girl.
I went to band camp (as we called it) at Fort Hays State College in Hays, Kansas, in the summers of 1963-65. It had none of the prestige of Interlochen, but we had fun, too. This photo is very evocative.
Her badge indicates that she's Judy Lambert, from Plainfield, NJ. Judging from the photo, she'd have been born in the mid to late 1920s, making her almost 90 if she's still alive.
[EDIT: It's hard to discern which, but the city might be "N.Plainfield" or "S.Plainfield," both of which sit just adjacent to Plainfield, NJ.]
That there were not too many broken hearts in the horn section of the Interlochen Camp Orchestra.
The fly is smiling, too.
I went to Interlochen in the mid-'60s. What an enjoyable place. There's nothing quite as nice as being serenaded to sleep at night by strolling musicians.
The little violin suggests her choice of instrument. I agree with Zoomer -- a dangerously cute smile.
Those were the days before permanent press. Everything had the marks of ironing.
Also black flies.
Got to love that smile, just a little on the dangerous side.
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