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Your hairdresser must love that picture, Karen!

This is my dad's cousin Buddy, my godfather, having fun in the 1930s. Having fun doing exactly what, I'm not sure. They seem to be playing horseshoes, but what's the black box? And the woman sitting on Buddy doesn't look like his wife.....which could help to explain why he seems to be enjoying it so much. :-)

Alisande...I think that black box is a camera.

Taken on the way to Cold Creek, Nevada yesterday.

Lunch time during threshing grain in the early 1950's. The woman serving lunch is my Great Grandmother.

Ron

Tee pier at Morro Bay, CA.....Morro Rock in the background

Ron, your great-grandmother looks no more than 40 years old in the 1950s. That would make you.........very young. :-)

yep, black box = camera!

great photos everyone!

ronf, may I share your threshing photo with an elderly friend? She came from a farming family and talks fondly of those days when the thresher came and her mother fed all the men. She'd love to see it. I won't divulge any info about the photo.

My grandpa on his birthday, with my uncle's family. He passed away when I was 5 years old and I never got to know him.

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alisande and ronf, love your old pictures!

I'm a little late to the party, but this photo came from a 1922 American Carpenter and Builder magazine. I *love* this gas station! It's in Holland - MICHIGAN.

Here is a link that might be useful: Floorplans for building your own windmill-filling station

Schoolhouse, feel free to share.
Alisande she's in her early 70's there. She was a very spritely lady. She lived out on a farm by herself well into her 90's.
Can I share a story or two? I remember being about 8 or 9 (early 60's) and Mom and I stop in at Great Grandma's. She's into her 80's by now and when we get there the side of her face is all scuffed up. Mom asks, "What happened Grandma!"
"I fell going out to the mailbox."
"Maybe you should have a cane."
"Aaack, canes are for old people."

Her daughter, my great aunt Marion, was 100 last October. She just moved into assisted living last July. Last Fall Bigbaby and I took her shopping for a new Winter coat. She wrote a check and of course the clerk asked for ID. She was so proud to whip out her drivers license, good until she turns 102.

I hope I've inherited some of those genes.

Ron

Get ready, get set, GO!

GS being pushed out to try his new fishing boat.

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Ron, I think we should assume that you've inherited those wonderful genes.