I need people to stop saying “1950 anything” is old! How can it be? It was just a few years back, when my friends and I rode our horses bareback all over the valley, while stylishly sporting braces and braids. Geesh!
Love it. I’m with you – love those old photos. Living in southern California, where I sometimes feel as if I must be 108 years old when I think about how it was when I was a kid, well, ’nuff said. Linda Watson recently posted…Meeting the Antagonist in My Story
I like old pictures too – and when you can look at a modern-day comparison, it’s even more fun. 🙂 And either one of them looks VERY different from when I went over the pass a few years ago….in thick, swirling snow.
I need people to stop saying “1950 anything” is old! How can it be? It was just a few years back, when my friends and I rode our horses bareback all over the valley, while stylishly sporting braces and braids. Geesh!
Love it. I’m with you – love those old photos. Living in southern California, where I sometimes feel as if I must be 108 years old when I think about how it was when I was a kid, well, ’nuff said.
Linda Watson recently posted…Meeting the Antagonist in My Story
Is this an old family photo?
I like old pictures too – and when you can look at a modern-day comparison, it’s even more fun. 🙂 And either one of them looks VERY different from when I went over the pass a few years ago….in thick, swirling snow.