April 8th, 2013
Make yourself comfortable.
(submitted by Gail)
There are plenty of fish. Just not here.
(submitted by Silvia)
“It was our grandparents’ 60th wedding anniversary – circa 1967. I especially remember the itchy taffeta dress but mostly being pulled from my dancing in the aisles to take this picture. On the right, my sister with the “halo” bow & cake behind her … obedient, stand here, arms down, smile, okay, yes. Me with the devil horn candles behind me … WTF? Can I leave now? We are pretty sure our Mom taped our bangs to our foreheads and cut away. Had my parents understood the prophetic sign that I would be rebellious they may have just given me away that day.”
(submitted by Angie)
“That’s me and my cousin Alex at the age of about 8 years old at the Marquette Ore Mine. This photo was taken on one of our many summer visits to my grandmother’s home in Michigan. Poor Grandma was running out of fun activities for us to do during these long summer visits.”
(submitted by Megan)