The little girl is just beautiful ~ the wind blowing her dress and her little striped socks. Mom standing behind her looks lovely, too. I hope she had a good life and was happy. I don't know why this makes me so sad, though. Wish I knew more about her.

My grandmother talked about a "slabtown" that opened near a mine in rural Virginia. It was called "slabtown" because it was built out of slabs, the cheapest kind of lumber that came from the sawmill, and its residents were prostitutes.

I wonder if this is the same kind of low-rent red light district.

No names in the caption info. Actually there was no caption at all for this one. I got it from a nearby frame.

Does anyone know if the people in this, and in other Dubuque photos by John Vachon, were identified by the photographer? If he did identify them, where can I find out who they were?

I have a chair that looks exactly like that one, except there's a part you can sit on. I knew it was old, but now I have an idea as to how.