Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts



§ A Look Back in Time....


Perusing blogs of others here of late, I have witnessed many authors going back in time with sharing photos of themselves and antiques from kitchens, etc. I enjoy these posts a lot. It is not only nostalgic, but it brings back memories of yore from my youth and early adulthood as well. I was too lazy to get all the photo boxes/albums down from the shelves, but I knew where a few "oldie" photos were. They are all in my old day planner at my desk. And they were handy to reach and get them photographed with my cellphone [remember scanners? Does anyone use them anymore...cellphones are so convenient!] and get them resized to share here. I apologize for the quality and clarity, they are OLD!! The first one, at the beginning of this post, is of me 1 1/2 weeks old!! If you embiggen the image, perhaps you can see the bird pattern on the blanket [bottom left]? Perhaps the beginning of my bird fetish!!

I guess for each photo taken there is a story behind it. And this one is no different. Many times at this age, I was told NOT to go near the 'crick'. Which in my language... it's creek! "The water is too swift and you will fall in and drown. Stay away from it." Of course I had that attitude "You can't tell me what to do" from the beginning of time! I went to the creek and threw rocks. Had a gay old time. Family searched and searched for me with the fear of the worst. I was hiding! I knew I was in trouble. Mud and all! So...the baby picture with the bird pattern, notice this one. Look close...on the wood door frame, there is a star...the Lonestar of Texas [Nebraska actually]. Do you see a pattern here? Seems I have been influenced and fate had a grip on me as a toddler to get to Texas. I wasn't born there, but got here as quickly as I could.

Since my sister and I have been celebrating our very own special Sister's Day on the 18th of March for years now, I thought it'd be appropriate to share this one. I was 2, my sister was 9! I have no idea where this photo was taken [she doesn't remember either], but it IS Nebraska of course. She DOES remember the colors of our dresses tho. Her's was dark blue plaid and mine was turquoise and white. We were inseperable forever. Always will be. In many cases we are two peas in a pod. Most everything in our lives and thoughts match to a "T". We sync our clocks, and each year we toast [me facing west to Colorado and she facing southeast to Texas] with a glass of champagne [I guess the correct term now-a-days is Sparkling Wine]. Here's to Sisterhood!!



§ Signs of the Times aka-Nostalgia Lane


--- from the 50's. I know this ages me, but when a youngster, during summer vacation and traveling somewhere by car, one of the 'fun' things to keep from boredom was reading the highway signs! And Burma Shave was one of those that kept you awake and from whining "Are we there yet?" Once on a deserted highway, far from the maddening crowd...out of nowhere, a sign along the highway shoulder would appear. It usually had just part of a sentence. 5-10 miles down the road another sign would show up with another section of the sentence in text...on and on it would go, around curves, behind a boulder, in the barrow ditch...somewhere another sign would come to view until the last sign that promoted the product....Burma Shave!! [shaving cream in an aerosol can] For examples I add here:

My job is ...drive another 10 miles or so, then:
Keeping faces clean ...drive another 10 miles or so, then:
And nobody knows ...drive another 10 miles or so, then:
De stubble ...drive another 10 miles or so, then:
I've seen ...drive another 10 miles or so, then:
Burma-Shave

or:

This cream ...traveling the desert highway, down the road a piece:
Makes the ...traveling the desert highway, down the road a piece:
Gardener's daughter ...traveling the desert highway, down the road a piece:
Plant her tu-lips ...traveling the desert highway, down the road a piece:
Where she oughter ...traveling the desert highway, down the road a piece:
Burma-Shave

I remember these dearly as they kept us kids entertained along the long, boring stretches of roads when we wondered if we'd ever get to our destination. Read more of the Burma Shave Signage HERE with links for 4 pages of them


How 'bout popular toys of the 50s?   I'm sure you'd agree that probably the most coveted toy of that generation would be the Barbie Doll.  Altho Barbie was a 'dream' figure [literally speaking and playing dolls], she was to be the first anatomically correct doll ever produced.  And 'cause we girls wanted to live out our fantasies, keeping us again from being bored, we were given a companion for Barbie....his name was Ken.  Clean shaven, perfect.  Funny thing was the Ken doll mold had him in underwear if you decided to change his outfit....and perhaps go swimming with his love interest....the underwear?  Flesh colored...all to cover up for our 1950s innocence standards of that era.  Barbie sold for ...ready?  $3 back then!!



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