Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Swimming Dock











Dated July 1931, during the great depression. Even in hard times people can enjoy the simple things, like a nice swim.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

I Like Trains












I love rail travel. I love trains, streetcars, and subways. I love steam, diesel and electric. I hope the state of California builds the high speed route between Los Angeles and San Francisco. This photo is by train enthusiast Elwin K. Heath. Written on the back, "Canadian National 6019, Class U-1b 4-82, Montreal 1933." For a brief mention of Heath and lots of other great train photographs go to www.railarchive.net/randomsteam/cnr3367.htm

Friday, March 9, 2012

Niagara Falls








Slowly we turn. Step by step. Inch by inch. Just a quick one for fans of The Three Stooges. Niagara Falls became the go to place for honeymooners in the second half of the 19th century. A nascent middle class with disposable income, easy rail connections from eastern cities, cheap hotels, and a tourist industry was born. Niagara Falls was also the home of Shredded Wheat, a much dreaded breakfast from my childhood. I thought I'd just mention that since I've put up a Shredded Wheat advertising card on my other blog, www.fairuse-wjy.blogspot.com

Thursday, March 8, 2012

The German American Collection, The Album 13
















The last of the formal portraits, this time a group effort. Remember to click on German-American in the labels section to bring up the lot.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The German American Collection, The Album 12














We've all shared the experience. Someone pulls out the guitar, and starts playing. More often than not, they're not very good, but no one is impolite enough to tell him to stop. I'm always amazed that men once wore suits, and women wore dresses to go hiking.

Monday, March 5, 2012

These Boots are Made For Walkin'....













.....and that's just what they'll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. At least that's how I think it goes. When I was about ten years old or so, I had some very strange fantasies about Nancy Sinatra. Hey, I was ten, I had no idea what I was doing.