A Birthday Party Fourty Five Years Ago

I am the oldest person in this photo, and my baby brother is the youngest. He was four years old back in 1964, and I was thirteen. Gosh that year we had sunshine on his birthday..not so much today. This photograph was taken on the farm. Lots of local people are in this photo..everyone is still alive! However the poor old dog in the corner of the photo has passed on ( He died on my birthday in 1974) he was a Spitz and his name was Wally. Everyone lives in this area, except for my brother who lives in Oregon, and cousin Lori Sue who is covering up her face, she lives in Tennessee. One of the people in this Photo still lives on that farm..who woulda thunk it? I had a hard time identifying one person in this photo..my cousin Dwight, his curly hair and his nose and chin gave him away. It is a good reminder to get out that photo pencil and mark some old photos. I found it a very interesting photo.. Happy Birthday to my Baby Brother..next year he will be 50!!

Nope never was a majorette..never coordinated enough to march and twirl at the same time. :)

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4 Responses to A Birthday Party Fourty Five Years Ago

  1. TechnoBabe says:

    Aren’t you glad you kept all these old pictures? These are so great. Wow, and everyone is still alive and most still living nearby. Nothing like in my family, people living all over and not even seeing each other any more. Wanna adopt me?

  2. abra la mente says:

    Memories of family celebrations are so great! Now, Farside, you look like a force to be reckoned with, wielding that weapon…oh I mean baton. 😛

  3. PrairieWoman says:

    Yes, absolutely write the names on the backs of the photos. We have a bunch that we have no idea who they are because someone took them out of the old photo album without writing on them. It’s really a game of guess work now.

  4. Kay Syvrud says:

    You are so fortunate to be living near so many of your family members! Me with my one sister….we are such a small family but we are not far from each other…thank goodness.
    Old photos are treasures…also old letters and I have a bunch that were written by my Dad when he was still a teenager. Those are precious!!! I love to look at his handwriting. What will future generations do when letter writing is dead dead dead? I think it is almost there already. Too bad. E mail, cell phones and blackberries just do not preserve family history like old pictures and old letters.

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