1968 Action ping pong shot

Father making a good shot in ping pong. Charlie is on the other side but who is the other person. The size looks like Sandy but the hair is all wrong. Somehow the body looks wrong too, maybe Mary Ann?

1967 - The Gittlesons are visiting

I don't remember this visit; why they visited Sacramento but that's the front of the Wilhaggin home.

Front Row: David G, Alan G. Carla G, PM
Back Row: Don, Mim, Charlie, Father, Sandy

All looking healthy and fit, so glad. My father passed away at the age of 80 last April. I've lost track of the Gittlesons. My mother thought they were living in Palm Springs. Two years ago, Dennis and I went there for a tournament and my mom strongly encouraged me to contact them, perhaps they would like to go to a game, they are always fun. I worked hard to find the number. Called and left a message. Called again and got Mim, she said she knew who I was but was distracted and could not talk right then. That was it; I figured they were 80 years old also and had other things on their mind. I did not try any more.

I have my hair going good again, how DID I do that? That kind of ribbed sweater top was called a poor boy sweater. All over the department stores in 1967.

My father always that hair cream sort of curl on the top of his hair, I thought it was permanently there, but clearly not.

My mother must have taken the picture.

1966 - Father caught a fish

It's a BIG fish. But where? Looks like some kind of river scene. Rogue River? Just comes to mind....

1966 - Ginsburgh men on the front walk

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.

1966 - Ginsburghs on front walk

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.

1964 - My father on vacation

My father on that same kidless vacation. Maybe a hotel in Las Vegas. A few times, they went away leaving us in the care of one of the 'agency' babysitters. The one I remember was an older lady named Mrs. Bressie. It was ok, I didn't mind the agency babysitters. My father is 38 in this picture, he's lost much of beanpole physique and filled out a bit though he was never overweight. I think he had that bathing suit for decades.

Las Vegas wasn't developed so much in 1964. Can't identify the hotel. But they are having a good time.

1964 - Pam and Father on the beach

Pam and Father on the same beach outing. This is the pier a bit north of Rio Del Mar beach. The cement boat at the end of pier is clearly visible. The US Palo Alto, one of the few cement boats, tanker for us in WW I. But I don't know why it ended up here. I think it was closed up by the time we got there. Pam was concerned that we would hang out by the supporting poles but I don't know what would be bad about that. It wasn't our regular beach and I'm not sure of the attraction. But Aptos is a beautiful area and I can understand why our parents came there. Pam has the patch on in this picture.

1961 - Mom and Dad at Crater Lake

Individual pictures of Mom (age 37) and Dad (age 35) on their visit to Crater Lake.

I was not on this trip so don't have any further comment!

1962 - Dressed up

The classic family dressup shot in with 'no touch' car in the front of the Arden Park home. We are all dressed up with an inch of our lives. I don't know where we are going. I remember the dress I was wearing it was all one piece with an interesting blackand white almost digital print on the bodice. The successful 1962 Jewish family in the suburbs.

1962 - Father on vacation

I think that mom and dad went on a few trips on their own. Allen, age 36, posing on a rock, not sure where, but it looks arid in the background. Maybe extreme northern California. He must have let mom take the pictures. Kids are not along which may be why he looks so relaxed. He was always tall and reasonably slim, did not have a problem with his weight. Doesn't look too easy to get up on that rock!

2004 - Duck Softball

In spring 2004, mom, dad and Charlie traveled from Illinois to the Pacific Northwest. They flew to Seattle to visit with Ilana and Naomi and then we all made the car trip 5 hours to Eugene using our van and the car rented by mom and dad with Charlie driving. In a burst of inspiration designed to avoid anxiety around arriving at night , Charlie and I decided to leave earlier in the day with mom and dad. I had not realized that mom and dad and Charlie had never made the trip south from Seattle through Portland and the Willammette Valley. We've made the trip so many times, we forget how scenic it is. They all thoroughly enjoyed the ride, Tacoma, the woodlands of southwest Washington, the Columbia River, the views next to the Willamette River through downtown Portland and the fertile agricultural Willamette Valley to Eugene.

I had made elaborate plans for this trip, here I've got everybody ready for the game (I think it was a Friday single game with Stanford, then a Saturday doubleheader with Cal?). Munching on the sandwiches from Market of Choice, chairs set up well in advance. Mom and Dad are wearing their hats from the Cornell reunion. Grandma Ann is also there on the end. The trip also involved a breakfast for the team parents at the Harris' and the team banquet. Mom and dad were determined to do everything. It took dad six months to recover from this trip. -- Sandy

1952 - Allen with baby Sandy

Our father, Allen, as a new father with Sandy as an infant on his shoulder. Could have been in SoCal but more likely in Oak Ridge Tennessee. No idea what the baby is thinking but it looks pretty precarious to me.