One of my mostest favoritest things in the whole wide world if vintage PHOTOS!!
When my Grandma Alley died, I got tubs full of negatives. The train is one I had printed. No idea where it's taken, or what train it was - let alone what year.
Here I am sitting on Daddy's 50 Studebaker. I don't ever remember riding in it, although it was always in the family until my Uncle's auction last month. (Mom said Dad didn't want me to get it dirty!)He bought it from my Dad right before he died. It had less than 50,000 miles on it, and sold for $4,400. Love this photo - look at my skirt! What colors do you think it was? Hmmm..... Mom, can you clarify that?
Here I am swinging, and over my shoulder is our home. Yes, it was our home. We lived there til I was 5, I believe. Mom, Dad, Me, and baby sister, Susan.
I'm on the left - with the cowboy boots. The story is, if I couldn't wear my boots - I wouldn't go! Kinda funny, because I have a grand daughter who LOVES her new cowboy boots!
This photo shows my Uncle Harold (who recently passed), my Mom and Dad. My uncle owned the gas station, and my Dad worked for him ALL HIS LIFE, 60-80 hours a day and FAR from minimum wage, no benefits, but it was a job. What would happen today if we had to do that?
Thanks for joining me as I walked down Memory Lane! Find others doing the same thing at the below link: http://coloradolady.blogspot.com
Below you will see two baby nighties. The one of the left was my Dad's who was born in the 30's and the one of the right was mine. They were both made by hand, buttons holes and all.
Last, but not least, is my Sr. Prom dress, circa 1972 when long dresses were so NOT IN STYLE! Hanging from the side is my date's matching neck tie (later to become DH!). Below is a dress I wore when I was a little girl. By the way all you ORGANZA LOVERS, it's the big O!
As you see, I must be a trendsetter because I posted Maude in May, and this photo recently came out in Country Living Magazine.
This bed was Eldon's Dad's bed when he was a child. One of the metal uprights on the end has a bend in it. Mike was the youngest of 6 children - 5 girls and him. The story was that his sister grew tired of his antics and tied him to the bed one time. As he struggled to get lose, it caused a bend in the metal post. Isn't that classic????
This is definitely a Thrifty Thursday post, because it was free for the taking as long as we wanted to clean it up. After a trip to the car wash and several coats of heavy white paint, it's lasted (since 1982) and still is used when DD#2 and SIL come home to stay. As a matter of fact we are looking forward to Independence Day with them being home!!! Go see more Thrifty Thursday posts at 
