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My grandparents bought this drugstore in 1957 from Mr. Adams (pictured). The back of the photograph reads: We're unsure- but this may have been Adams Drug Co in the 30's, 40's? We bought it in 1957 and fixtures like these + the tin ceiling were in it then. Ralph + Daphne Ashworth July 1997

My grandfather still works here, along with my uncle who now runs the business. My father, brother, and myself work upstairs of the drugstore (former Mason Lodge) running a chain of retail stores.

Location: Ashworth Drugs 105 W. Chatham St. Cary, NC 27511

My brother (front) and I are "horseback riding" our father at Christmastime 1958, in Connecticut. We are armed with decidedly urban-looking weapons despite my brother's rustic cowboy hat. One of my uncles (seated) may have been consulting the TV Guide in the lower right corner, for the week of December 20-26, 1958, to decide what to watch on the gigantic--for its time--television set.

Photograph by my grandfather, Edward Butler, whose work has previously been featured on Shorpy. Scanned February 2021 from a 35mm Kodachrome slide.

My father with the Budweiser Clydesdales. Taken at 59th and Halsted in Chicago sometime in the early 1940s.

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My family is from Coahuila in North Mexico (about 70 miles from Eagle Pass Tx. border) and my father recently found this old and only picture of my grandpa as a kid. He was born in 1920, so this must be from around 1925-27). The woman on the left (of my grandfather) is my great grandmother (I don't know date or place of birht).

Is there anything on the picture that indicates if it is a native american group?

Caption: "New York City - Jesse W. Reno wealthy NY Inventor tests his folding life raft which is made up of balsa wood blocks connected by rope to four squares when opened the raft measures 10 feet by 10 feet weighs 75 pounds and has a buoyancy of 600 pounds. It will support 50 passengers 25 within the squares and an additional 25 by clinging to the outside of the raft. Photo shows Mr. Reno floating girls with his lift raft in the swimming pool of the S.S. Vulcania." 2-13-31

(I recently purchased 7 news photos.)

In front of his home on 73rd Street in Union City, NJ. I was four.

My father at the wheel of our 1956 Rambler station wagon, somewhere in California in 1963. A patch of blue down the right edge says that my mother's in the front seat; I was in the back seat with my camera loaded with Ektachrome-X. I'm pretty sure by this point the dome light had lost its cover. View full size.

Three of them, in fact: the Mount, the Lake, the Dam, and a perfect day for Kodachrome. We were on the next-to-last-last leg our 1965 summer vacation trip to Mounts Lassen and Shasta, about to head to the coast and the giant redwoods to be driven amongst there and thence homeward. We being my mother, father, older brother and our 1956 Rambler station wagon, performing its last family trip transport duty. Next year it would be a 1966 Rambler wagon. View full size.

Edward and Gwen Butler, my grandparents, lived in this trailer in Connecticut. It's rather dwarfed by the massive '55 Buick and the 15-foot TV antenna. They had just returned from a trip to England, hence the luggage at the door. Photo by Edward Butler circa 1957 on a 35mm Kodachrome slide, scanned February 2021. View full size.

Atlantic City isn't the only place with a Boardwalk, ya know. Out here in California we've had the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk since 1907. Its Giant Dipper wooden roller coaster is a National Historic Landmark. In another kind of history, back in 2008 its late, lamented Fun House was the location in one of my very earliest Shorpy photo submissions. I took my 1984 shot on 35mm Kodacolor VR 100 with my Konica Autoreflex T. View full size.

My great-grandfather, Elbert Mathis, was born and raised in Sylva, North Carolina. After marrying my great-grandmother in Decatur, Tennessee, they moved to California and settled in the Central Valley around Porterville. When Elbert retired, he would spend the summers in Kings Canyon National Park and weave pine needle baskets and lids. Wonderful work by a patient man! Photo taken circa 1958.

Not sure of exact date but I think early 50s. Picture is of my grand parents and their 9 children and spouses on my fathers side. My mother and father are 3rd from left. Grandparents and my father came to the USA early 1900s. Lived around Pittsburgh
PA area. All others born here.

There were also 9 children on my mothers side which sorry to say I do not have a group picture. All of Italian decent but proud to be American.

My grandfather, W.W. Skinner, delivered oil and gas for Union Oil in the San Luis Obispo, CA, area. This circa 1940s photo shows him waiting for a fill up at the local airport.

My brother Marty and I (Dave) were the typical American ruffians, never missing an opportunity to try out the latest Christmas present weapons. Growing up in Paso Robles, CA, this photo was taken in San Luis Obispo, CA at our grandmother's. Circa 1956.

I never did get the full skinny on how it all went down that day. All I know is that it was my brother and his pal, this guy. A couple of ex-Catholic high school boys; you know the type - four years in, walk out with a fancy piece of paper, the whole nine yards. Then two years later they're back in town, cruising the mean streets, past all the usual joints - Montgomery Ward, J.C. Penney, F.W. Woolworth, Thom McAn, The Cottage Bookshop. That's right: San Rafael, California.

When it happened, it happened fast. First his pal pulls up and parks, lights himself a cig, happy as a clam, not a worry in the world. Then my brother hauls off and shoots him with his Lordox, a German 35mm job loaded with Kodak Tri-X. For years afterwards my brother keeps this pic pasted in a book or something. What a crazy guy. View full size.