Thursday, January 31, 2008
This must have been on the same visit to Bea and Dave G. 14 year old Sandy with Carla G in her lap. I'm still doing pig tails. I remember the pink blouse, had a matching skirt. Keep in mind, we are still several years away from girls being able to wear pants to school.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Very odd picture until you can visualize the real life context. We're at Lake Tahoe. We can't go inside because we are under 18. But mom goes inside and she's got a slot machine my the window and is signalling out side to us. She has our nickels and she's losing them for us. Wonder about those entertainers there on the marque.
Still an odd picture
Sunday, January 20, 2008
We went to visit Bea and Dave Gittleson in Los Angles. They are the parent of Don Gittleson, friends of my parents. I know they haven't seen them in many years. At the behest of my mom, I called Mim Gittleson, they live in Palm Springs, when I visited there two years ago. My mom thought we should visit. But they are 80 years old also and I couldn't connect and they were not interested. The elder Gittlesons lived in a stucco bungalow on an old-fashioned Los Angeles street (if there is such a thing). Kind of dark and arched with a small yard with tropical plants. I think they were near the Fairfax district. There we are, I think I remember the outfit. It looks like it's warm and we sit out in the yard instead of an air-conditioned interior
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Pam, on her way to birthday party (check out present on the hood) in front of the 1965 dodge Dart in front of the Wilhaggin home. Looking down on Exmoor Circle towards Wilhaggin Drive. The pole sticking out with the yellow thing on top is the top of the car aerial with some plastic flowers (daffodils) affixed to be able to spot the car in a parking lot.
Pretty yellow print dress with matching head scarf. All the rage in 1966.
Friday, January 18, 2008
This one's got to be semi-famous. One in a series of pictures my father took where he would take FOREVER to snap the picture. You were supposed to hold the pose for a LONG TIME while he turned the mysterious dials of the precious camera. I mean, this was very complicated and you had to be very patient. He would never share what he was doing that was so difficult, that was not for children. And he would get angry if you didn't stay put. However, not everybody cared what he thought and pets and small children wandered away no matter how furious he got. Case in point, we are supposed to be holding the pose but the cocker spaniel is out of here. He's gone, he's no longer interested despite my entreaties to get him to stay.
We have whole series of these pictures.
But there I am, in my 14 year old glory. I remember the suit, it was a bit baggy but it worked. Needless to say, I don't look the same at age 55. My hair's the same color and I still have knobby knees.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Here they are, my father, brother and grandfather posing on the front walk to complete this set of family group shots. Charlie was 12 in this picture, he would get his height later. The Ginsburgh men.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
My grandfather, Harold Ginsburgh
My grandmother, Betty Ginsburgh
My father, Allen Ginsburgh
pose on the front walk of our Wilhaggin house. They are dressed up to go somewhere...or not. My grandmother always had proper wool suits and sensible pumps. She often said that she couldn't see any resemblance between herself and her children and, from these pictures, I can see what she means.
My father is about 40 years old in this picture.
Monday, January 14, 2008
With a cigarette...but this is 1966; I think she quit soon after this. I remember her quitting early in my high school years. I'm thinking it's fall. It's chilly, not the jackets. The leaves are off the mulberries but they haven't been pruned (Father usually did that New Year's Day). Calendulas blooming in the flower bed.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
This actually is a cropped and enlarged picture of my grandfather, Harold Ginsburgh in the front walk in front of the Wilhaggin house in 1966. In the next few days, there will be several similar family group pictures. In one of the pictures (not this one) you can see me peeking out of the front window.
I don't know where we were going but my grandfather was dressed as usual in his slacks and jacket and tie. In later years, he would show a more informal dress style by wearing a string tie. He's in his middle 60s here. My father looked like him. As usual, he's full of tight wound energy, he was always concerned that everything should work properly to HIS standards which were high indeed. He tried to go along with the family activities but he let everybody know that not everything was being done as properly as it should be.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
All three kids in a sand castle we are losing to the tide. Charlie is working hard to repair it. How many of us have tried to save a sand castle against the approaching tide? I have! But all three of us are standing in the hole on Aptos Beach
Sandy looks SOOOO much older than Pam
Friday, January 4, 2008
Mom snoozing on the beach in her two piece bathing suit. It looks like she has got her transistor radio, maybe listening to the Giants game? A library book, looks pretty old but this was over 40 years ago. The Zwisslers are down. For the week? For the day? Gayle playing something with Karen with Pam looking on.
I remember the woven straw mats. They worked pretty well. They could still be in my mom's basement....