Me and my Coper Girl, in Tillamook, OR trail riding what a life!
Yeah many of them are missing Jan...but they're not even in the source code so there's nothing I can do to dig them up. (Update: I've deleted a few posts and responses that made no sense since the photos were no longer there) Onward and upward! (or should I say under and backward?)
Here's me in 1997....about 19 years ago....possum on a stump? with my Keith Young curly maple dulcimer that's seen in the fotmd logo. Ah, would that I were still that spry and willowy!
Perhaps I should have pointed out that at least half of the photos are missing from this discussion from 6 years ago...
I vote we pay tribute to Rod and resurrect this discussion with its glorification of our Younger Years!
I will even try to locate one or two of mine and figure out how to upload them!
Strummelia, that's me in about 1967. We were in a somewhat different place in our lives those days.
That is a classy pic!! The lighting, the coats, the facialexpressions and the black & white plus blond and brunette, all look like an album coverfor either folk or blues/rock. I was 15 in '67. Soooo much fun! Thanks for the shooting star.
Why, it's very easy to scan. I simply ask Mrs.Wanda why it won't work, and if she's busy, I wait for one of the daughters to visit, and tell me what I did wrong. Dorothy, as Wizard leaves the Emerald City in Hot Air Balloon: "Wait, come back!" Wizard: "I can't . I don't know how it works!" That's me, too.
I will accept that excuse. At least until an 8 year-old child visits. For some reason, they know all about confusters.
With nearly 3000 members, this thread could easily be up to a couple dozen pages. Some of Y'all are hiding. I can understand if you are in the witness protection plan, or never saw the thread because you are newer members and it was buried for a good while. But it's back, Y'all are here, and there's only a small number of you hiding from the mob. Here's one of me and my younger daughter, Marianne, at a period dinner dance.
There are a few females that do that. They use as their personnawomenlike Molly Pitcher, Mad Anne Bailey and others. Mostly women who lost their husband in battle and hadno place to go or no way to make a living, so they donned men's clothes and tried to hide obvious features and continued in their man's place in the army. Some actually got away with it!
OMG! I just realized that I said "I'd have to dig her up" when I was talking about my old picture. Mom is still kicking...:) Lisa, I do enjoy 18th century living history interpretation. I combines my love of history, camping shooting flintlocks, woods running, and many other things. I 've been doing it for over 30 years. Now, if I can only get a historical reference to a non-hammered dulcimer from around the 1760s!
It's great seeing these old photos!Mom has one around somewhere of me with my first dulcimer in 1973 I'llhave her dig up. Since Folkfan has one of her in strange cloths, I'll post one too.This is at a Living History event at Fort Frederick, MD.I'm the one on the far left. Since then I cut my hair and what was left was so traumatized it started falling out!
This is me around age 4, dressed up as a princess for Halloween. I have my mother's lace slip draped over my head as a 'royal train', and she drew my eylashes on with eyebrow pencil. =8-)
Here's one from my teenage hippy days... (I'm the blond one) I think it was around 1967 and I must have been 13 or 14.I remember buying that oversized ratty old fur coat at the Salvation army for like $3. Right away my friend Susan got one too. LOL!
ok you can stop laughing, that's from 1975...