They always moved us to the library for our class picture, and the fact that it was always taken against the same wall, and I was always standing near the middle of the back row means that this was probably the most stabile feature of my childhood. I would add further commentary here, but I’m too busy laughing at these pictures now.
Oh now - I'm LAUGHING! Readers are leaders?! AWESOME! Frickin' AWESOME! Love the polyester leisure suits. Great pictures. Looks like you and me are near the same age (only you might be a little younger).
ReplyDeleteI'll start calling you a YOUNGSTER.
I was born in Nov. '67. I have a brother who is fifteen months older than me. Sounds like you're about his age.
ReplyDeleteFor three months of each year, my brother is two years older than me. I used to tease him and remind him that he was OLD during this time. Now that I'm 40 myself, it seems to have lost it's effectiveness.
Phil:
ReplyDeleteCripes, you're just a KID...LOL!
;)
B.G.
My birthday is October of 1966. My sister was born in September of 1967!
ReplyDeleteHah! We're all so old :)
bobby,
ReplyDeleteThanks, I'm feeling younger all the time - or maybe it's just dementia that allows me to forget the pain of growing old!
kristina,
Looks like you were born two months after my brother, and I was born two months after your sister.
Okay, this is going to make me sound REALLY old. I was a late child (both parents in their 30's). Also, both my parents were late children (Mom was 4 of 4; Dad was 6 of 7.) Obviuosly, this added up to a big age difference between myself and my grandparents.
The oldest of my grandparents was my maternal grandfather who was born on November 30, 1899! He was in Army basic training when WWI ended, so they cut him loose. After that, he spent a few years wandering the country with a travelling circus. By the time the Great Depression hit, he already had a couple kids. Somehow, he always managed to have a job.
Before buses came along, there were streetcars. My grandfather was a driver of both for many years down in Marion. That nice shiny metal change holder that you showed on one of your earlier posts - I have one just like it that was from my grandfathers streetcar/bus days.
My other three grandparents were all born in the very early 1900's, so all of their granparents were probably born before 1865. That means that I am only four generations removed from the Civil War! Now I feel really old.
I always laugh when I see those five-generation photos in the newspaper. At the rate my family propogates, that would take about 150 years.
Nah...YOU guys aren't old....
ReplyDeleteI was born in 1952!
Now THAT my friends...IS old.
(and getting older by the moment...LOL!)
But it's pictures and rememberances like these that at least make me FEEL young again.
"Yeah, Edith...Those were da days!"
B.G.
Bobby - Okay - 1952 - that's not that OLD - that's like Madonna's decade of birth, right?! heh
ReplyDeletePhil - total opposite of you. My mother was 16 when she was pregnant with me - 17 when I was born. I was lucky that abortion wasn't legal yet because my grandparents were furious with her for getting knocked up on purpose (my parents thought that they were their own modern day Romeo and Juliet).
Is your brother in Fort Wayne too?
I have two brothers, and neither lives here in Ft. Wayne.
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