The FASHIONABLE YOUNG LADY in Ohio with Grandma?

The last shot in this series. We will not be seeing anymore shots of this young lady unless I discover a shot of her later in life that so far has gone right by me. I do adore her. She is worthy of a finely drawn character in a book.

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The FASHIONABLE YOUNG LADY in Ohio with friend

A relative? A friend? Another member of the Bow Club for Girls?


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The FASHIONABLE YOUNG LADY in Ohio

Did she love to dance? Was she graceful or awkward? Did she have a sly sense of humor or a mean streak? Was she often told she was lovely? Did she believe it?


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The FASHIONABLE YOUNG LADY in Ohio

I adore this girl. I have four photos of her in Donald G. Schnabel's family photos from Ohio. Each of the photos is a RPPC; no information is written on the back of any of them. She is one of those mysteries that will not be solved. I do so wish I knew what she looked like as she matured. What became of her? What was her place in history?

I love her shoes.


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SOLE-ful

I recently got into a conversation with a dealer at an antique store when she saw me going through a box of vintage snapshots. She wanted to know what I did with them. I always find that an interesting question. For some reason they usually think I must do scrapbooks or collages. I explained that I simply collect them, blog about them, and sometimes produce books that get sold on Amazon. That sort of satisfied her and she nodded and then started to walk away before pausing to say, "Are you looking for something specific?" I've heard this before from sellers hoping to guide me to their booth. I told her "yes and no." I think she'd seen me tearing through the box at a tremendous speed and probably wondered how I could find anything. I told her that when faced with a box of "pose for grandma" shots I sort very fast in hopes of finding something that is out of the ordinary. Again she nodded, paused, then walked away. She never saw that this shot below was one of my finds for the day. Would she have understood me? Probably not.


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The LADIES WHO BUNCH

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Mr. Roberts SUIT

Can't pull anything over on the Sepia Saturday crowd.

Here's Mr. Roberts back in the 1930s in full diving suit. To see other posts about Mr. Roberts click on "Mr. Roberts" in the labels below.


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Mr. Roberts SHOES

This will be a two part post. Today the shoes in keeping with this weeks Sepia Saturday challenge. Tomorrow the man in the shoes.



Anyone want to guess what these shoes are? I'm thinking it's almost too easy.

I see London, I SEE FRANCE

This image is a repost, but probably not familiar to Sepia Saturday chums.

In keeping with Alan's fascinating theme I give you the headless ladies.


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It's most likely just me, but whenever I look at this shot I see the flag of France; navy blue, white, and red. I do wonder what the photographer was thinking. How could they have framed it so nicely and not noticed the heads were missing. Was this an accident or a Francophile at work?

Due to a possible cold front coming into my head (and I wish it would make up its mind, be sick or not be sick!) I think I may need to have my head removed for a few days. Should there be photos of this occurrence I will immediately post them.

The SHOW BUSINESS of SHOES

With a theme of shoes at this week’s Sepia Saturday it was easy for me to find a couple shots to fit just right.

Now, we can look at this shot of the ladies and wonder if the photographer had a shoe fetish or was merely one of those folks who always managed to inexplicably cut people’s heads out of the frame. Personally I prefer to believe they were merely a Francophile who couldn’t resist seeing the flag of France in the coats.

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When thinking of shoes and feet one must ultimately think of what rises above the feet, the legs. And nowhere is the leg more comical than on a man with just a small gap of flesh showing above his dark socks. It’s not that it strikes me funny in the real world, it’s the world of television where that gap of flesh brings on giggles. I look back on the Mike Douglas show in the late ‘60s and 70s and recall the men sitting in the chairs with their legs crossed, most wise enough to wear socks that would cover the gap, but then you’d see one fellow, hoping to be entertaining and perhaps even cool, and then there’d be that gap, that hairy little gap. That pale, hairy, little gap. I’m guessing this fellow is either nonchalant about his gap or unaware. That little gap can somehow make any man look vulnerable. Their suit of armor cracked.

And thinking of feet and shoes I just have to hear a little of the great Fats Waller.

CONTENTMENT with your shoes

"To be content with the universe, grasshopper, you must first be content with self. It is not whether the brown shoe is better than the black shoe. It is whether you can wear both at once and hold your head high. Then and only then will you know you have reached a state of bliss." 

I really like this fellow. The photo dates from March 1963. The reality is he was probably sitting around chatting with friends in the late afternoon when someone said, "Uncle Mike. I want to take your picture." So Uncle Mike sat up straight and smiled, then went back to slouching like most of us do. I have no idea what his name was, nor do I know for sure he was wearing one brown and one black shoe. It's probably just the lighting, but they do look different. He's different and proud of it.