Sunday Share: Great Blue Poetry

I love finding great writers, great poets!, on blogs.  This one I certainly enjoyed.  (As a bonus, I also related to this poem a bit.) It is from the blog: L’encre Turquoise Sophistication It’s a delight to watch How amidst the feet adorned with Jimmy-Choos yours are propped up bare, up on the chair, How…

The Vintage Photo Contest Winners!

Number 7 won by a landslide with 11 votes!   Number 9 came up next with 5 votes: J.L. would be happy to know he won so many hearts! 15 and 29 tie for third with 4 votes each. Honorable mentions are 22 and 23 and they had three votes each and they get honorable…

Excerpts from June, 1938

Thank you for voting yesterday on your favorite vintage photo.  If you haven’t already – I’d really like some more votes.  🙂  Click on yesterday’s post and vote in the comments.  Share if you would like to.  I’d appreciate that.  I am going to give it until the end of the day tomorrow and then…

Quid Pro Quo

It’s only fair… I ran across an awesome, and awesomely brave, blog the other day: if destroyed still true This writer posts her own diary pages, from when she was young!  I didn’t think I’d be brave enough.  I thought maybe I should just dig them out and burn them. But then I got to…

Patches and Dan

“That’s Patches!”  I said and pointed at a black and white, 80 year old brittle photograph. “And that’s Dan!”  I said pointing at another. My husband was incredulous.  How did I know the names of horses in these photographs?  Then when I exclaimed that I remember the day when she bought those pants read the…

May, 1938

Her parents celebrate their 21st anniversary.  She continues rehearsals and they are a part of her reason for lack of sleep that threatens to cause a break down. I know I’m due for a break down soon with this need for sleep. The other reasons for her need for sleep? And another Bay Path memory! …

Kwolek

Emily Kwolek is Babu’s actual name.  Well, that’s her maiden name and it hasn’t been that for about seventy five years.  Kwolek is her father’s name.  I always refer to him as Dziadziu.  When my husband and his sisters were young, their great grandparents were still around.  Her parents were already called the Polish words…

Meet the Joneses!

Weekend in Vermont with her friend Ernie was something Babu would never forget.  I wrote about these passages a few days ago: Saturday, April 23rd, 1938 Ernie and I boarded the 12:40 train and got into Bellow’s Falls at three.  We and Mrs. Jones went to the sports show.  Harland and Chet came up in…

Images

Babu writes constantly about taking “snapshots.” but this blog has had a lack of photographs.  Granted, the snapshots she talks about are eighty years old.  When I started looking through old photographs and scrapbooks, I could only find books from around 57 and further.  I had the genius idea last night of asking my husband…