Showing posts with label Smoking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Smoking. Show all posts

October 17, 2016

Tender


Near Erlangen, German, about 1944. By the time this woman—a medical-school classmate of my Mom's—gave Mom this snapshot, the woman's husband had long departed for the Eastern Front.

August 19, 2016

Lakeside


Door County, Wisconsin, July 1978. Several things here illustrate Dad's sense of humor.

July 30, 2016

Fish Boil: It's a meal of boiled fish.


Door County, Wisconsin, July 1980. We treat my Godmother and her husband to a traditional Door County meal.

June 25, 2016

April 16, 2016

A Saturday Visit to the Waiting Room


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Suburban Chicago, December 1972. I don't recall why we visited Mom's office that day. Perhaps Dad wanted to hang some more photos in the waiting room (where, like in most doctors' offices, the magazines were plentiful and outdated).

Notice the $2.00 charges for non-business-hours telephone consultations. I worked in that office as a receptionist during the summers; here I am sewing that blouse.

April 14, 2016

A Favorite Pastor


Suburban Chicago, about 1967. He always carried a lit cigar, and the children loved him.

January 30, 2016

Weekend Coffee


Suburban Chicago, 1979. Dad and Mom are guests for coffee. I see a box of slides on the coffee table. It could be a long afternoon.

December 7, 2015

Gift Exchange


Suburban Chicago, December 1962. I'm on the floor, observing the guests. Hey! That little fellow has a bottle of my favorite soda.

November 2, 2015

A Closer Look (Part 54)


Palanga, Lithuania, about 1920. This is my paternal Grandfather, Vytautas. He was 26 years old in 1920. Family members referred to Vytautas as "the grey one" because his hair color changed when he was quite young.

We don't have many photos of him in civilian clothing; I would enjoy seeing him wearing that hat.

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October 7, 2015

Cake, in Three Takes


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Suburban Chicago, Spring 1973. My Toronto Cousin and I share a Pepperidge Farm walnut layer cake. There was a period when we used to pick up one of those frozen cakes. We recently looked for that cake, but it apparently has been discontinued.

This photo set shows how pink our kitchen was. Behind us is the dishwasher and the Roper wall oven. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, is washing dishes; the dish rack holds a plastic tumbler from the Jewel Food Store.

I'm wearing a turquoise ring my Parents bought when we first vacationed in Glacier. On my left hand is a minuscule ruby ring that belonged to my maternal Grandmother, Jadzė. I also wear the dainty watch I selected in Switzerland. There's instant coffee and a copy of "Draugas" on the table.

(Neither my Toronto Cousin [ever] nor I [in 1973] smoked; that looks like Dad's ashtray. Do you remember crafting ashtrays and trivets with those little tiles? Who supervised you when you spread the grout?)

Ah! The checkered dish towel is still in use.

September 9, 2015

Relaxed


Near Parry Sound, Ontario, Canada, July 1954. Dad was 30 years old when Mom took this photo.