More Old Pictures

The top picture is of my dear Marcheta, my second cousin who was more like a sister. She had everything I lacked: Looks. A Figure. She attracted Males. The thing we both had was a sense of humor and a lot of fun times.
In the first picture, she was doing a glamour shot, like Hollywood. In the second, which I took as a joke and not a mean thing to do, she is helping my friend Jo fix her arms and legs just right! The last one is JoAnn doing her thing for a beauty shot and a great memory.

I declined to pose.   This was 1947. Jo and I were sixteen and Marcheta was seventeen.

Fashions from the Forties

This was me on the left and my best friend on the right, all dressed up to go to church. Does 1949 ring a bell? I loved that suit and JoAnn's was a dress/jacket combo. We thought we were hot stuff.

Dragonettes?

Do these young women look like college students? This was 1949 and the initiation day for the cheer club at Hutchinson Junior College. The name was later changed to Hutchinson Community College. I guess some one thought "junior" sounded to juvenile.

We were told what to wear on the day and we all did it. Some egg white in our hair, large purse, one of a pair of galoshes, hose rolled to the knee, 1920's style. There must have been more demands about clothing but I don't remember what it was and can't tell from the photo.

Oh, that is moi third from the left, amazingly the tallest one there unless it's the angle of the shot! I have shrunk over the years from my five feet seven and a half inches.

Kitchen Kazoo Band

This is a group of ladies from the First Methodist Church, posing as if they are playing their kazoos.

I can't believe that my mom is not in the photo - maybe she took it. If you look closely, you'll see that the instruments range from an angel cake pan to a hand pushed carpet sweeper.

This might have been in the late 1930' or early 1940's. I don't know where or when they performed! I am amazed they are wearing slacks. I think they only came into common wear in the '30's.

Mr. Manilow

This is a photo I took at one of his  concerts in Wichita. I think it was in the 1980's. Then you could take pictures with a telephoto lens but no flash.

I was a big fan and even joined the fan club. When tickets went on sale, there was a separate line for fan members. I was the only little old lady in tennis shoes in that line. In fact, the day I was there, there were no bobby soxers in line either! Our younger son took me to one concert in Wichita and a couple rode with us to Salina to see his show. On the way home from that one, we drove through heavy snow that I don't remember being forecast!

A Nation of Readers

That was the name of the contest that was offered by our local library. This is taken with a 35 mm and was the only shot I took. That was the same with the other two. I later learned that real photographers take many shots and then choose the best one. I was lucky to get the one I wanted and all three of them were taken on film. Unlike today with digital, a person cannot see what they have until hours or in some cases, days later.

This lady was my dad's cousin, Violet Rose Hampton Dewey. This was taken in a house that was built in 1888. The room they called the library was lined with shelves built by her husband. The pitcher on the side table was given to her mother, Eliza Pringle Hampton. She went to a store with her dad when she was about five or six and picked out that pitcher to give to her mom.

Under that afghan, which I believe she made, are sweat pants.

I was so delighted that the photo won first prize. She went with me to  the award winners presentation. I received some money and a large book about photography. I wish I could remember the year. I believe it was the late '80's.

Kansas Scene

This photo was my second prize winner. Spangler's photo shop had a contest and I don't remember what the theme was. Maybe Scenes of Kansas? This was taken between Emporia and Newton, KS, just off Highway 50. The last time we drove that way, I tried and tried to locate it. Maybe the stone house was destroyed or disintegrated. Anyway, I was thrilled again to have won. I think the prize was a gift certificate.

My Fav

Another picture with the Sawyer - not a prize winner anywhere else but it is with me.  MN and PN.

Pictures

I have always liked to take pictures. My granny gave me an old box Brownie that used 116 film That was my first time to take pictures. I honestly don't remember the next camera I bought but I'm pretty sure I used something else by the time I got to Juco (junior college.)

The picture above is one I took with a Sawyer double lens reflex camera that we bought when our first son, Mike, was born. That is him at about age two on a kiddie ride at Clowntown in Hutchinson, KS. We recently looked that camera up and the internet says it was only manufactured from 1958 - 1960. We bought ours in 1959.

I had it cropped as you see it and entered it in a weekly contest that our newspaper had and actually won $10! I was so excited.

Not Spilling the Beans

Many years ago I had a friend who suspected her spouse (I love that word) of being unfaithful.

That is always sad and I think her friends tried to be supportive.

One day I was at a restaurant picking up an order to go and there was this spouse eating with a person who was not his wife. I remember I got this terrible feeling of being hot all over. What kind of emotion does that to you? As I walked out, I made a snarky remark about not knowing that he liked fish (which was the restaurant's reason for being.) He said, "I sure do."

I went home, fed the crew with the carry-out lunch and avoided seeing any of the friends or talking to them for the rest of the day.

The next day I got a call from my friend, who was laughing. She could hardly tell me what had happened. Her other half had come home and said, "I suppose Mary Lou told you I was having lunch with -----"  She looked him right in the eye and said, "I haven't talked to Mary Lou today. She said the look on his face was priceless. It was like one of the scenes in a movie when someone learns something that is unbelievable. True guilt can cause that look.

Hot and Windy

Since it was so windy, I just let my hair dry any which way after my shower. It would have blown that way anyway as soon as I stepped outside!

One more doctor visit! Just a six month deal to meet up with "the lung guy." When we were in Texas for fifteen months, we saw various doctors there. We asked the one we liked best if he couldn't be our regular G. P. doctor. His answer was, "I'm just the lung guy." So my favorite doctor is the one I saw today. He was a G. P. but his specialty was pulmonology. After going along for a while with too many patients, he has decided to just do his "thing."

Lee was very disappointed. The doctor had told me but I didn't tell my husband. I thought, I'll just let doctor tell him himownself! So at the next appointment for Lee I said that Dr. S. had something he wanted to tell Lee. Dr. S. looked shocked. I'm sure he thought I had told Lee the bad news. So he had to be the one to disappoint Lee.

Was that mean? I hope not. It's not the first time somebody was shocked when they found out that I can keep a secret.  More on that tomorrow.

Wednesday and an IVIG

Today at the hospital I had to confess a "fall" since my last visit. It doesn't seem it should count as a fall when the chair just goes out from beside you and you happen to be holding on to said chair.

The drip is so slow - from 1 p.m. till almost 5 p.m. The recliner gets harder and harder as time goes by. They told me that if I weighed more, they could shoot it in faster. I guess a poochy stomach doesn't count for weighing more.

Beautiful weather. Not too warm and a little breeze.

Father's Day Surprise

Our son and his youngest daughter drove here from the south to celebrate with his dad.

Sorry for them, we put them to work.

Our Granddaughter made delicious beef stroganoff!

We loved having them come to visit.  We wish the other son and family could have been here too.
They are more than three times as many miles away as the Texas group!  Too far for a day trip.

Fabric

It is so boring around here that I haven't had anything to report for several days. The check saga is still unsolved. No emails, no calls, no letters, but also no notice of late payment so I guess that is a good sign.

The photos are of some fabric that I just really love. I put it on an odd shaped pillow and I was told it was ugly. It is not round, oval, square or rectangle.  It is just an odd shape. Anyway, I like it and love the fabric!

No New News

Luckily not much has been going on around here. That's nice. I have spent too much time talking with employees in companies far, far away. And there is still no resolution to the check that was cashed but they have no record of it.

Patience is needed on that one.

Many places are still flooded and now it has become hot with real summer temperatures - 91? I feel so bad for those whose houses and crops are under water. The headline today on the weather column in our paper said that May was a record month for rainfall in Kansas.

I wonder what August will bring.

Prices

Our major grocery says Good Food, Lower Prices.

I wandered from the yarn counter to the food area yesterday while I was at another large store that has a W on the front. The brand of coffee we buy appeared to be in a larger plastic can. Can you call plastic a can - I guess container would be better.

I checked the amount of coffee and the price and bought it. When I got home I checked our coffee label.  Eight ounces less and almost a dollar more!  Amazing.

Just One of Those Days

Having spent yesterday morning on the phone trying to get a business transaction straightened out and then spending the afternoon on the phone with the cable provider wondering why our bill went up thirty dollars from the month before, I was hoping for a calmer day today.

(It's odd when the business sends you a statement that you still owe a payment for May when we have a cancelled check showing the check was cashed May 8th.)

And today I spoke on Facebook messenger with my best friend who happens to live in New Jersey.
Later I tried to call her and I get the message that my camera is not turned on. That has been a common message and it usually fixes itself. However, on a try a few minutes later the message reads there is no contact with a camera OR a microphone.

I need help. PN, when are you available????

Things get tedious sometimes.

Style

I don't think much about style for myself - think jeans or sweat pants. But I do like looking at styles from different periods. The old movies of the 1930's and '40's are fun to watch for the fashions.

Lately I notice the trend to more and more skin tight things. Not just pants but skirts and dresses. Many tv weather women wear quite tight items. Even at different stages of their lives including pregnancy.

I saw a dress today that seemed to cup slightly under the rear of the wearer. I pointed it out to Lee and he said, "If she is wearing it, it must be the style."

Witness to a Wreck

I went to Walmart early to buy more yarn. They really run out of each color quickly. Or maybe they just don't keep their counters full and there is more in the store room. So I substituted.

As I was headed west and stopped at a light at East 17th Street and Hiway K61, two motorcycles went by headed south. Suddenly they collided! Right in front of me.  I'm not sure if the one that was passing on the right swerved into the one on the left or the guy on the left started to change lanes. The next thing I saw was a man thrown from his bike and rolling across the westbound lane of 17th Street. His bike had somehow turned right was proceeding west down the eastbound lane of 17th, barely missing a car. The traffic light was still red for me so I saw the bike head to the right and end up on the curb of the westbound lane. The man who was thrown from that bike was walking toward it. Luckily there was no traffic in that lane for the run away bike to contact!

The light changed to green for me so I drove forward very slowly. (No one was behind me.) I passed the other bike which was lying in the middle of the highway with the rider sort of kneeling beside it. He wasn't thrown like the other rider was. It looked like the handle bars and the fairing were disconnected from the rest of the machine.

I hope they weren't seriously hurt.

That bike proceeding across the lane with no one aboard reminded me of the horse in the last Kentucky Derby.

P. S. I can't believe that how you spell fairing - I was trying for "fehring" or something more exotic.