I admit I have spent a significant amount of time viewing this photo. The photo has a time-stamped date on the back from when the image was developed, August 6, 1937. I cannot read the entire photo service stamp. But the location of the photo development service was located in Portland, Maine. I was actually surprised to see the location.
The other photos and negatives were from California or military locations. I do take into consideration, the box was a mixed lot from an estate sale. So, the images could have originated from several sources.
Let’s get some perspective about the time frame of this photo. In 1937, Gas was only 10 cents a gallon. Can you imagine? A loaf of bread was 9 cents. A new home ran an average price of $4100.00. Of course, an average year’s wage was only around $1800.00.
1937 was the year Amelia Earhart went missing over the Pacific Ocean. The passenger aircraft, the Hindenberg, caught fire in Lakehurst, New Jersey. And, J.R.R. Tolkien’s, The Hobbit was published in September.
I wished I could have cleaned the image up more. But the photo was small and damaged. The corresponding negative was in worse condition.
What I noticed about the photo…
The people are in the photo are all ages.
The gentleman on the far left looks to be an artist, a painter. I wonder if the group is watching him paint. Or, is he painting a portrait of the group?
The young man in the front row (laying down) seems extremely relaxed about the whole ordeal. I am only guessing. But the other young man sitting beside him seems to be his best friend or maybe his brother. They seem to be talking to each other.
The young girl sitting by the two young men seems extremely interested in their conversation. I wonder if she is or wants to be a girlfriend to the man sitting up.
Now the girl sitting next to her looks bored. I am assuming she is the friend of the girl interested in the conversation.
I wish I could see the faces of the two people with large hats. I am intrigued.
The women sitting toward the back, I can see the one’s slip. As my great aunts would say, she is properly dressed. There is a child clutching on to the one woman.
The gentleman standing against the wall look as if they would like to be anywhere but there.
The man sitting next to the two women is bending down. I think he is petting a dog. While his wife is watching contently.
The rest of the group seem to be watching an event or engaged in idle conversation.
I would like to guess the photo is part of a family reunion or a wedding. I know, I will never know. But I enjoy imagining their lives.
The photo is labeled Montrose Church where Wayne and Wilma married. I am assuming the location is in California. The other photos from the group are from there.
The photo and the corresponding negative were damaged. I cleaned the image up to the best of my abilities. I did research the Monstrose area to see if the church still exists. I could not find any exact matches. I think my research skills are declining since days of studying for my MBA.
I still like the photo. Of course, I enjoy old photos anyways. I am hoping Wayne and Wilma had a long, happy marriage.
Photos are glimpses of the past. Everyday memories without any documented history. Many photos in my recent lot are military related. I believe this gentleman was in the Royal Air Force. I am not 100% positive. So if I am wrong, please let me know in the comments below.
But from my knowledge of history, I believe his patch is for a pilot. In fact, I think the top of the design is a crown and the initials R.A.F. I would love to know who this gentleman was. Did he serve in WWII? Again, I am guessing from the age of the other photos.
Did he get married? Where was this photo taken? All questions lost in everyday history.
After searching through my latest purchase, I was disappointed not to find a photo or negative of the bride and groom. There are other photos is the group that may be part of the wedding party. But they do not have labels. I can only guess.
I did come across one more photo from the Napa Church. The photo is labeled Rev. and Mrs. Johnson-1952.
As I work through some of the negatives, I came across this plane picture. Well, I am assuming the structure is a plane. I can imagine, the owners are building the plane in an old bar. Of course, I am just guessing. One of these days, I am hoping someone will recognize a photo and give me a history.
I have been working a series of photos that include images from a parade. In this photo, the float is for the Essex Farmer’s Club. I did a quick search but I did not yield any quality results on the club. I know the photo was taken in St. Johns, Michigan. I do not have a year. I am hoping to find out more information as I continue to research.
I came across this photo in a box of negatives from an estate sale. The negatives range from family gatherings to large public events. The owners obviously did a lot of traveling. The photos have a full range of tour destinations.
This photo fascinates me (well all photos fascinate me) but this one looks like it’s a large crowd gathering to see the Pope or someone else high up in the Catholic Church. When I enlarge it you really can see all the details.
When I enlarge it you really can see all the details. I’ll keep researching to see if I can find further information.
As a child, my grandfather always told me, “It takes all kinds to make the world go ’round.” I never fully understood the significance of the statement until later in life. I love meeting the good-natured oddballs. Offering a unique perspective, I find their stories and journey through life extremely interesting.
This particular series of vintage photos is the perfect example. Over the years, I have come across numerous individuals who care for injured animals. Or have befriended wild animals. For example, my uncle would sit on the bank of the old muddy, Maple River for hours. After a while, the raccoons would come right up to him to receive “treats”. He actually would allow the wild racoons eat right out of his hands. (Note: I do not advocate this…animals bite).
Woodchucks are not my idea of friendly creatures. They are destructive, burrowing mammals. And, they bite. Living in a wooded area, I see woodchucks often in rock piles, under my shed and in my barn. Witnessing them fight with each other over territory, I know they can be a bit nasty. If I could talk to this gentleman, I would ask, “How did you get pet woodchucks?”
I am assuming he found the woodchucks as babies. From my understanding from old farmer’s tales, a wild animal that does not open his/her eyes will be easy to handle. (Once again: I do not advocate this…I am a strong believer that all wild animals belong in their natural surroundings).
In my opinion, the old farmer appears proud of his little friends. I would love to sit next to him for an hour and just listen to his story.
Working on a series of black and white negatives, I came across this photo. My curiosity immediately went into overdrive. I would love to know the history surrounding this moment. I am assuming these gentlemen are working on a flying machine. Obviously, I do not know the exact details.
In my opinion, the three men standing in front of a balloon are the ones who work on the flying machine. Now, the three men standing toward the right of the photo reminds me of investors into the project. What do you think? Does anyone have any input into the photo?