Showing posts with label coat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coat. Show all posts

October 19, 2016

August 22, 2016

A Closer Look (Part 78)


Palanga, Lithuania, about 1920. This is a relative of my paternal Grandfather, Vytautas.

Here's the original post.

January 24, 2016

January 23, 2016

Winter Walk


Door County, Wisconsin, December 1979. Gigi keeps an eye on her favorite human—my Dad.

January 3, 2016

We're not gloomy.


Suburban Chicago, January 1962. My Toronto Cousin and I are happy to go outside, even if the skies are cloudy.

January 2, 2016

She's in holiday gear until January 6.


Black Earth, Wisconsin, January 2013. It's also a good idea to wear a coat because it's cold.

December 7, 2015

It would be nice to have a little snow.


Suburban Chicago, December 1964. I never was good at shaping snowballs.

Borganza coats were popular in the 1960s. Borganza "fur" slightly resembled sheared beaver: fashion's answer to Naugahyde.

December 6, 2015

Freshly Cut


Door County, Wisconsin, December 1978. This is the only time we cut our own tree. The tree grew on the Door County property. We transported it back to our Suburban-Chicago home.

I loved that coat. It was an Irish tweed. Mom first bought an identical coat for herself. I liked her coat so much that my Parents took me to the State Street Marshall Field's, where they purchased one like Mom's for me. I wore it for years. I regret giving it away!

(Hey! That's my first car.)

November 8, 2015

September 17, 2015

The Traveling Coat


Unknown Location, Germany, Autumn 1944. Mom doesn't recall why she packed two coats when she fled Lithuania in mid-summer. She took only one dress. By the time she and Jake settled in the Displaced Persons camp, the dress was threadbare, and Mom struggled to darn the worn fabric.