I look and I can't believe it. All these people; so contemporary. Hairstyles, clothes, gestures. It does not look like 1940. More like the sixties. Maybe I have a trauma to those years. As a Pole, European. A beautiful photo anyhow.

I used to work for a place where we could cook bags of microwave popcorn. It smelled so good when it was taken out on time. But leave it in a little too long and burn it. It would clear the whole shop.

" You never know how great a kiss can feel till you stop at the top of the ferris wheel." The little blind girl adds a poignant note to the scene.

That's what the little blind girl would have enjoyed. Popcorn certainly among them.

I keep coming back to this photo to gaze at the three women -- mother and daughters, obviously (at least to me) -- supporting the beautiful little blind girl. I think she smelled the popcorn. I hope they got her some.

The young man in the white trousers with the twisted leg and using a cane was very likely a victim of polio, still a scourge in those days.