Sunday, November 17, 2013

Like a Collection of Photographs

"Nothing will sharpen the memory, evoke the past, raise the dead, rejuvenate the ageing, and cause both sighs and smiles, like a collection of photographs gathered together during long years of life.”             Arnold Bennett in The Old Wives' Tale



  1. Nancy, I love collections of photographs such as this one. The words of Arnold Bennett, which you have chosen, describe so perfectly what such collections can mean for us as human beings. Thank you for sharing these images as well as his words.


    1. Thank you, Jennifer. It was fun to be able to take some of the better of our family photos and paste them onto a virtual album page to share them. I wish my mother's own photo album looked so "healthy." Thanks for visiting and leaving a comment.

    2. Thank you so much for sharing Nancy. You have given me a "Resolution" for 2014... and I never make New Years Resolutions! A week ago I mailed my husband's siblings and several cousins the research I had done to date hoping they could help me with more stories, records and especially photos. To keep their attention (lol) I'm going to send a monthly email listing birthdays, etc along with photos. Sorry, but I need to get busy and start on January!!!! ;-)

      Merry Christmas to you and yours!


    3. You're welcome, Salli. I hope you have great success with your efforts in learning more stories, records, and photos. Whatever will jog memories! Merry Christmas to you, too.

  2. Oh golly -- that maneuver on the swing set brings back memories. I was always scared to do it, but I did it anyway, and I'd be so grateful to land on my feet.

    1. Congratulations on being so brave, Wendy. It probably boosted your self-confidence.

      After I posted that photo I was thinking back to that little swing set and all the fun it provided me when I was a child. I hung by my ankles, by my knees, and tried to hang by my feet but didn't succeed. I managed to do somersaults through the bars and finally succeeded in climbing to the top and swinging there. It was such a source of entertainment. Thinking back I'm amazed that my mother permitted such acrobatics. My secret childhood dream was to become a trapeze artist!

      My father's stunt was the result of a dare --- no, a taunt from his children who claimed that he couldn't possibly turn a somersault through his arms. We must have had a different name for it but it eludes me at the moment. I was probably the kid with the camera.


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