“1979. The first time I had to get my picture taken at JC Penney’s with my baby brother, who had stolen my spotlight a few months before. I threw a tantrum, but then finally agreed to be in the picture. I still refused to smile.”
(submitted by Jennifer)
“This is a picture of me (the little girl), my brother, and my parents. Yes, my brother is wearing acid washed jeans held up by red suspenders. Yes, my father is rockin’ the pencil ‘stache. Yes, I have the ‘I need an adult’ face. I’m not sure what concerns me more – what my parents are doing to my brother or my brother’s enjoyment of it.”
(submitted by Phuong)
We’re sure you have a lot of questions about our photos, and we do too. We interviewed Chris, the owner of this photo, to get more of the story. Welcome to Awkward Q&A!
Okay, so, what’s the story here?
This is a photo of my brother holding his new daughter. My daughter was standing behind the couch hugging my brother and it looks like his head is on her body. You can also see my other daughter on the couch next to them, and my Dad looking on. It was taken in 1985 at my home in Edina MN. The daughter sitting on the couch just moved and found this picture as she was sorting things. We all had a good laugh over it.
What’s the gift on the floor, and who was it for?
The gift was for the baby and included exact same floral patterns as the couch in the case it ripped.
Speaking of floral prints, was everything in that room floral print?
Is the couch still in the family?
The couch now belongs to the baby, who is grown. She is hoping for her own kids soon so she can pass it on and out of her house.
Let’s move on to your Dad. What’s that stain on his shirt?
Barbecue sauce from the wings he was eating earlier. I think the stain looks like The Virgin Mary when you are really close to it. For that reason the shirt, was never washed.
What is in that can on the end table?
Hauenstein Beer. My Dad had it with the wings. Only the best for us!
Do people ever confuse your brother with Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride?
Not yet, but he currently does a musical review of Tony Orlando and Dawn at a Minneapolis American Legion on weekends!
Well played, Chris. Well played.
(submitted by Chris)
“I found these while going through old photo albums this weekend. Halloween 1979, I was a canvas for my older sister’s creativity. And clearly, I was thrilled about it. And yes, clowns freak me out 37 years later!”
(submitted by Kyle)
“I lived in Luxembourg as a kid so my family did a lot of traveling in the five years we lived there. I was going through some old family photos this weekend and found the ones from our trip to Italy. In looking through the pictures, it was obvious that my siblings and I were not happy campers on this trip as we all refused to smile in every picture. However, this picture and the look on my face says it all! I’m sure my Dad thought it was hilarious to have his eight-year-old daughter pose in front of a fat naked man sitting on a turtle.
The statue is ‘The Fountain of Bacchus’, sculpted in 1560 by Valerio Cioli. He used Duke Cosimo I’s court dwarf as the model for Bacchus. If you want to see the statue today, or take your own picture with it, it’s at the Boboli Gardens in Florence, Italy.”
(submitted by Shelly)
“This is a school assignment I completed when I was six years old. I blame my artistic choices on my five older brothers, and I was under the impression that ‘voting’ meant cheering your leaders in battle. The best part is that this was published in the school year book.”
(submitted by Ariel)
“My mother must have ransacked the Sears catalog to purchase these Sears Tuffskins maroon denim outfits (with white top-stitching) for all five of us kids. She got matching outfits for herself and Dad, who aren’t in the photo. Then we all went to Six Flags Over Georgia, where we were mistaken for – on multiple occasions – either a gospel group or a a country music band. As the eldest child (12) and only girl…I was completely mortified and spent most of the day dragging 20 feet behind my family. Flash forward 44 years and it is now my brothers’ and my most ‘precious’ (and totally hilarious) memory! Embrace the awkward!”
(submitted by Pat)
“My six-year-old daughter scribbled this note about her little brother, then stuffed in my hand an hour after she had a snack. It reads: ‘It’s just that everyone pays attention to Jay, not me so no one pays attention to me, so people don’t feed me that much.’ She was apparently starved for more than just attention.”
(submitted by Sara)