Winter break ends.

Evanston, Illinois, January 1977. It's move-back weekend.

Karlskirche, Daytime

Vienna, Austria, July 1971. We visited the church grounds several times.

January View

Morton Arboretum, Lisle, Illinois, January 1964. We've taken a drive, and we appreciate the arboretum in winter.

We clear the walkways.

Suburban Chicago, December 1961. Mom and Dad take turns shoveling the walkways while my Toronto Cousin pulls my sled.

I earlier posted some still photos from that day here.

Use the turn signal.

Suburban Chicago, November 1960. My Mom asserted the other day that her beloved Buick, "The Swan," did not feature turn signals. She remembers signaling a turn with her arm. Buick, however, was the first U.S. manufacturers to install turn signals in its automobiles. So: perhaps the turn signals in "The Swan" did not operate properly.

(Here's another clip, and here's a still image, from that same day.)

Sunday Practice Walk

Suburban Chicago, November 1959. We spend some time outside on a warm, Autumn Sunday.

Travel the Tri-State

Suburban Chicago, October 1961. Dad may have driven the tollway to reach O'Hare. At the end of the clip, he exits the Eisenhower Expressway in Maywood, at the First Avenue ramp.

Leaving

Parry Sound, Ontario, Canada, July 1959. My Parents later never took Dad's VW to our vacation destinations because Mom didn't know how to drive a manual-transmission car.

Roadside Lunch

Lakeview Park, Manitowoc, Wisconsin, July 1980. We used to stop at this rest area on our way to Door County. Interstate 43 hadn't been completed yet, and our drive hugged the Lake Michigan shore. This was the summer we took both Dad's VW Rabbit and the (new-to-me) Buick Skylark.

This spot was so nice that we stayed there twice.

Mayrhofen, Austria, July 1971. It's a nice place; most of the guests were German tourists.

Parked

Door County, Wisconsin, August 1980. That's the 1979 VW Rabbit Dad bought when he passed the Buick Skylark to me. The Rabbit is also the car on which I learned to drive stick.

Who's leaving now?

Suburban Chicago, March 1959. Dad heads to work in his VW Beetle.

Start the day.

Suburban Chicago, January 1960. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, serves breakfast before we head outside.

Stay warm.

Suburban Chicago, December 1959. We've taken a drive to the cemetery in Dad's Beetle.

Let's drive the VW up north.

 
Near Parry Sound, Ontario, Canada, July 1957. Dad poses again with one of his Beetles.

Bedtime

Suburban Chicago, December 1963. Close the garage door before you go to sleep.

Parking

San Francisco, California, April 1968. Something here caught my Dad's eye.

Resistance

Chicago, Illinois, January 1961. My Dad has driven us to Adler Planetarium. I have no interest in visiting another space exhibit.

Front Steps

Suburban Chicago, June 1962. Here's another photo taken fifty years ago. Mom, my paternal Grandmother Tatjana, and I stand on the front steps of my childhood home.

In Stitches

VW sporting a knitted suit wins "most beautiful beach Beetle of the Year" award.