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Wayback Machine - 1946
Photo by Grace Justus
I posted this one a couple of years ago... it felt like a good day to bring it back out.
Mom invites the guy she is dating over for Thanksgiving dinner. Her father seems tolerant, but unimpressed. She later marries that guy.
My dad seems so happy in this photo as he tries to beat her younger cousin to the last helping. But the look on my grandfather's face is just priceless.
Found this photo of me when I was a wee one. I must have fallen down a lot because I always seemed to have bandaids on my knees. Maybe I liked the look. Wanted to start a new trend that never caught on :).
Wayback Machine - "A Very Wayback Christmas, Part 2"
Christmas 1966 - Dad just lounging in the living room.... having a blue Christmas beside the tree.
Years later, my room would be through the door in the very distance. Many years later, I would sneak quietly through this living room, and around that corner late at night... trying desperately not to wake this man.
Scanned some photos of when my parents got married (in 1951). I kind of feel like I shouldn't be looking.
Way Back Machine
This is my great uncle Melvin Lance's Esso station in Black Mountain, NC. This photo was taken sometime in the 1930s.
#WaybackWednesday - to last May, when Dramatic Arts' Marissa Gonzales, Jennifer Rose Franco, and Sara Fousekis enjoyed a performance. Photo/Ryan Miller
Wayback Machine - "A Very Wayback Christmas, Part 2"
Christmas 1970 - my very first. This photo was one of dad's favorites. Miraculously, I did not break that ornament... despite an unhealthy obsession with it.
A couple of weeks ago, mom and I placed that ornament on a memorial tree in dad's honor at a service for those who passed away in 2008.
Wayback Machine - October 6, 1922
My great-great uncles... Ernest, Vernon, and Cary Lyda... on the streets of Jacksonville, Florida.
It was the prohibition years. I bring this up for no reason.. just sayin'.
Way Back Machine - 1966
The ladies from my mom's bowling team arrive at the motel where they were staying for a tournament.
These were an irritation to mom... but I love these accidental double exposures that happened every now and then.
Wayback Machine - October, 1976
Gulf of Mexico - Tarpon Springs, FL
Photo be Wilma Blankenship
Hey! Guess where my parents had taken me just the day before?
Wayback Machine - 1959
Craggy Gardens in North Carolina
Photo by Wilma Blankenship
At a family picnic, my grandfather relaxes in the summer grass while waiting on the grill coals to get hot.
Wayback Machine - 1940s
A family picnic in the North Carolina's Natahala Gorge. Mom is in the front... her cousin is behind her... and her sister is the one on the left.
Mom assures me that they were not drinking moonshine from that jar.
Wayback Machine - Summer, 1978
One of mom's first photos taken with her new Kodak Instant Camera. Her focus and timing were a little bit off....
I remember the joys of a missing front tooth like it was just yesterday. And my first bike, leaning against the maple tree behind me. That tree grew into perfect shade for evenings on the porch. As a kid, summers in this backyard were all I needed.. riding that bike, getting sunburned, tossing the baseball with dad, catching fireflies in the still darkness of the night...
Thinking back... it is no wonder that I am smiling like such a dweeb.
Way Back Machine - October 1966
Somewhere, Canada... near Toronto
Photo by Wilma Blankenship
I need to start a set just for the photos that mom and dad took when they were on the road together... their travelogue, so to speak.
When I was much younger and had too high of an opinion of myself, I thought that these were kind of silly... posed and simple as they were.
But now, they are so endearing to me. They were a team... on the road together, seeing the country and building memories. The photos that they took of each other in these different places are a record of lives shared.... and it shows even through the lens how strong their connection was.
Today, rather than thinking they are silly... I am sad that I was not there with them.