Showing posts with label Picnic Culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picnic Culture. Show all posts
September 4, 2016
July 7, 2016
A Side Excursion, in Three Takes
During one of the annual, Lithuanian-school picnics, my Dad escorted a few of us to the nearby Fabyan estate.
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1967. I do not appear in this photograph because I am taking the picture (you can see the camera strap here).
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1967. I do not appear in this photograph because I am taking the picture (you can see the camera strap here).
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June 28, 2016
Related by Marriage: Summer Visitor
Suburban Chicago, June 1980. Mr. Irene's paternal Uncle, Ignas, visits the Chicago branch of the family. He's at the head of the table. Mr. Irene's Mom sits on the far left, and Aunt Danutė takes charge of serving (even though she is not the party's hostess). Anthony sits to Ignas's left.
Labels:
1980,
Anthony,
Danutė,
entertaining,
Food,
Ignas,
Mother-in-law,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
Related by Marriage,
Summer
June 2, 2016
October 25, 2015
A Closer Look (Part 53)
Kaunas, Lithuania, about 1938. This is my maternal Grandmother, Jadzė, and my Mom. I hadn't thought about this photo in a while, but Mom today mentioned the picnic at which it was taken. As the group lunched in the forest, a fortune teller approached Mom. The fortune teller read Mom's palm. She stated Mom would live "in another country, across the deep ocean" and correctly predicted how many children Mom would have. Everyone laughed.
The fortune teller then read Jadzė's palm. The woman shook her head and said nothing to Jadzė.
August 21, 2015
July 21, 2015
June 28, 2015
Well Attended
Labels:
1967,
fashion,
Godfather,
Kris,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
recreation,
sports,
Summer,
Tinley Park,
trees
June 26, 2015
Picnic Culture: Patio Storytelling
Suburban Chicago, June 1969. The woman standing, wearing sunglasses, is Godmother. Standing on the left is my Mom; my Mom's best friend, Donna, sits on the left.
February 7, 2015
Related by Marriage: Church Picnic
Marquette Park, Chicago, Illinois, about 1918. This photo of parishioners picnicking appeared in the 1942 booklet commemorating the 50th Anniversary of St. George's Parish. The photo caption reads, "Do you remember 'way back when?" Mr. Irene's Mom added a few observations as well: "No picnic tables. Long table cloths spread out, had to sit on grass to eat."
This photo reminds me of another snapshot.
November 13, 2014
The Adults' Table
Labels:
1967,
childhood,
Food,
Geneva,
Illinois,
Lithuanian school,
Mom,
Other Irene,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
Ron,
Vytenis
November 11, 2014
Lunch Service
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1967. Mom and I are enjoying the annual picnic; Mom, again, has brought her knitting bag. The woman holding the ketchup bottle is Lily (I remember her dress; it was orange with white polka dots.)
Labels:
1967,
childhood,
eye glasses,
Food,
Geneva,
Illinois,
Irene,
knitting,
knitting bag,
Lithuanian school,
Mom,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
polka dots
September 24, 2014
September 19, 2014
Weekend Warm Up
Labels:
1967,
Food,
gestures,
Godfather,
Mr. John,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
Summer,
Tinley Park,
Vytenis
September 6, 2014
Picnic Fashions
Labels:
1967,
amber,
fashion,
Godfather,
knitting bag,
Mom,
Other Irene,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
Summer,
Tinley Park
August 29, 2014
Weekend Games
Labels:
1967,
Godfather,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
recreation,
sports,
Summer,
Tinley Park,
volleyball
August 17, 2014
Sunday Afternoon
Labels:
1967,
Food,
Godfather,
party,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
Summer,
Tinley Park
June 25, 2014
Picnic Culture: Relax after the meal.
Suburban Chicago, September 1963. It's even okay to take a nap.
Mom and Dad have set my play table on the patio. My abacus toy rests on it.
Labels:
1963,
backyard,
childhood,
eye glasses,
facial expression,
Godfather,
Irene,
Mom,
Mr. John,
Picnic Culture,
picnics,
play table,
Smoking,
toys
July 14, 2013
Picnic Culture: Stretching Things Out
Suburban Chicago, June 1965. The picnic has lasted into the late evening. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, looks like she is about to doze. My Mom probably is thinking about the workday ahead of her.
July 9, 2013
I see a frustrated Mom.
Near Geneva, Illinois, June 1961. She's not my Mom, so I'll just wander off in my usual, perpetual-motiony way.
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