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Showing posts with label 1956. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1956. Show all posts
2/7/15
2/5/15
2/4/15
2/3/15
Betty POOLSIDE
I have to admit that I do wonder how Betty would react to photos of her being posted online. I'm guessing she wouldn't have liked it. I know very little about her, but I did hear one of her neighbors talking about her at the estate sale. I sometimes think I should drive back to the neighborhood and talk to the neighbors in order to try and put together a more complete story of who Betty Schnabel was.
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BETTY with Mary Shiro
Betty joined her father for the trip to Spring Lake, Vermont in August of 1956. She would have been around thirty-one when this shot was taken. She looks like a teenager.
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2/2/15
CHARLES SHIRO with son?
Another couple slides from Spring Lake, Vermont in August of 1956. Yesterday I featured Mary and Charles Shiro. Today we have Charles with a child. His son? Probably, but there's nothing written on either of the slides below to indicate who these kids are.
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2/1/15
Mary and Charles Shiro at SPRING LAKE, VERMONT
In August of 1956 Betty Schanbel and her father, Donald G. Schnabel, visited Spring Lake in Vermont. So far I haven't found anything about a place called Spring Lake. I'm guessing it was some sort of a resort and may not exist anymore.
This couple, friends of Betty and Donald, are Mary and Charles Shiro. That's all I know about them.
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1/30/15
GONE FISHIN': Goin' home
I have no idea if this was shot at the beginning or the end of the fishing excursion, but I like to think the fella is tallying up who caught what, the sizes, and information about the ones that got away.
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1/29/15
GONE FISHIN': Somebody had to do the work
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Have you ever witnessed gulls flying along the stern of a ship? I remember them on the trips to and from Hawaii. They were hoping something worthy would be tossed overboard. In the picture above we can pretty much be assured it was the fish entrails they were waiting for.
There used to be a seafood restaurant I went to that had a dock running alongside it. Fishermen would pull in and unload their catch which would be sold at the seafood market attached to the restaurant. The gulls would show up immediately, as would several seals. So you'd be sitting there eating your meal, an interesting boat would show up and you'd start discussing the name of the boat with your dinner companions, and then all hell would break loose. Buckets of offal would be dumped off the back of the boat into the bay. Oh my but it was a disgusting sight. It was disgusting, but authentic. Sadly the restaurant was torn down and replaced by one only the tourists could love. The dock is gone, as are the fishing boats. The boats now stay on the other side of the bay where the tourists rarely eat. It's all very clean and not the least bit offensive, which is the problem with the place. Now even the food is bland. Tourists come hoping to find a bit of the romance from a famous Hitchcock film, not knowing this is at least the third restaurant to stand in the location with the same name. I never saw the original, but I seriously miss the old one I do remember. And I wish the tourists would just go home.
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1/28/15
GONE FISHIN': Sit here and smile
Apparently this was the sweet spot aboard the boat for taking photos. "Sit down and smile" might be what Donald Schnabel said to each of his buddies.
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What did they say to Donald when it was his turn?
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I have to tell you that the color in each of the fishing slides has been ugly, very saturated with magenta. I did some quick fixes to make them a bit more acceptable. But you can go ahead and imagine everyone a really nice shade of pink.
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1/22/15
Gone FISHIN' in 1956
A man in search of a beer bottle. Seriously, I keep thinking there's an invisible bottle of beer in his hand.
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1/21/15
Gone FISHIN' in 1956
Sittin' near the dock of the bay.
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1/20/15
Gone FISHIN'
It was July 1956 and Donald G. Schnabel was out on the water with some fellas for a day of fishing. The slides say "Greenport Trip" which means nada to me. I have no idea where Greenport is so I did a search and apparently it's on Long Island.
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Too bad the boat isn't named the Minnow. Since none of the gentleman in the photos I'll show over the next week are named, I'll let you decide which one is Gilligan and which one is the Skipper. It's up to you if you want to name one Ginger and another Mary Ann.
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12/12/09
MY BEST FRIEND meets Santa
My best friend, the one I've known for over 50 years, sent me her visit with Santa in 1951. I quote her:
I am chewing on a metal plane. Santa's assistant thought I was a boy and gave me the airplane. (so my mother told me. I don't actually remember this particular event.)
That's another thing my best friend and I share. People thought we were little boys during our first year. Oh the pain of it. Scared my life forever. Nah.
Now are there any other brave souls willing to step forward with their first Santa picture? You know you're out there. You know you're envisioning it in your mind's eye right now. Come on...be a sport. Send me a link or a shot. Watermark if you want and I'll leave mine off. Or tell me how you want it watermarked. Whatever you like.
Update: Now here's the spirit. Carol, from Funoldhag, has posted a shot of her children on Santa's lap in 1956. Thanks Carol for adding to the fun!
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