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Thought you guys might get a laugh out of this one I just discovered in the garage today. (The original paper print now all yellow and faded.) So, got my "Crayolas" sharpened and here is Justin in 1949 in Jaffrey New Hampshire colourized. Hair CAN change through the years. Mine was white when I was little. OMG.........where has the time gone! :-) Well, at least my mother wasn't giving me buzz-cuts even then.
In some respects Justin is STILL blond. I'm sure he'll agree.
(grin)
Kevin
Anyone else with Jaffrey pics?
Bill (Yeah, I know those of you who don't will consider this REALLY off topic [grin] )
Oh, that is a beautiful one Bill and the church still looks the same as last time I was there about 40 years ago. So, here it is now framed! :-)
Darn, wish I could find that vintage pic of myself in the Steam Locomotive looking out the conductors window bawling my eyes out cause I was afraid of the fire and the noises when that young. LOL (The whole family used to think that photo was so "cute.")
Justin~
Larry says that's no longer the Congregational Church. It is now the Jaffrey Women's Club.
The railroad is now gone. I remember walking along its tracks thirty years ago. It had no passenger service by then, but Larry remembers it going to Boston in the 1950s. The photo above shows me on the rail line just south of town in 2005. It is now a trail. A cyclist we talked to said it was being connected to a trail system that would eventually go all the way into Boston. If the rest of the trail were like this segment, you would never get there. The mosquitoes long before then would have sucked you dry.
About ten years ago I walked from Boston to Jaffrey, but I walked along roads. The walk was 72 miles and took three days. The first day was all along sidewalks. The sidewalks played out before suburban traffic did, and the second day was walking along obnoxious busy highways. The third day was a quiet trek along beautiful country roads.
Bill
Oh well, from a house of worship to a house of gossip. LOL :-)
That must have been a wonderful walk save for the mosquitos. I figured the tracks must have been pulled-up for sure by now. They WERE still intact, at least in the street where you drove over them Circa 1969-1970ish as I remember, but I can't remember if the the station was still on the right hand side by then. I actually rode on that train but do not know where to. Possibly to Peterborough if it went that way? Guess I will never know. Of course the Match Company sticks in my mind the most other than a relatives house on the green with the barn next to it. It was a beautiful town.
Well, hope I CAN find that locomotive photo somewhere yet. Nothing like another coloring project and that would be a really fun one. I "almost" decided to move to NH or Vermont and then came out here instead. No regrets however. Will get a brand new set of crayolas if I DO come across that photo for sure! :-)
Justin~
And that is where my father in law (Larry's Dad) worked for most of his adult life.
Bill
Cool pic man!
That's some talent you got there with those "Crayolas". I can paste your head on Osama's body but I can't recolor something as well as that. Very nice.
Paul
Justin, you looked totally ADORABLE back in '49...
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!! (Lol, only kidding!)
Hey, the same could be said about me in 1965 (only withOUT the damn crewcuts, I only wish!)
Many of you all have already seen this pic before (at least those of you who have been long-time MLHH regulars); but, for any of you newer folks who have not yet been tortured, here's what I looked like back when I was a kid (11 years old in this shot).
Most of you I bet can probably guess which one of these 5 boys is myself; but just to remove the guesswork: I'm the blonde on the far right. My older brother (who is long deceased now) is on the far left. The 3 cute darker-haired kids in the middle are my step-bothers. I'm smiling NOT because of the mandatory summer buzzcut my father always gave us; but because of the fact that the year before my dad married my step-mom, instantly giving me 3 great younger brothers to share in my crewcut misery!
A message to ALL PARENTS who might be reading this who insist on forcing their boys to have short haircuts all throughout their childhood: BEWARE! YOUR KIDS WILL PROBABLY TURN OUT JUST LIKE*ME*!!! (Oh, perish the thought! - LOL....)
- Ken from San Francisco (but who's originally from Illinois)
Ha Ha Ha........I'm falling apart at the seam! :-)
What a cute and charming photo Ken. Awe.......such innocent little boys we were........or at least our parents may have thought. LOL :-)
Justin~
Hi Justin,
That's a great redo on that old photo and of course you look fabulous you youngster you!lol.Hey,your still a youngster my friend:)I'm glad to see even at that early age you were working on growing out your fabulous mane and to think a stylist didn't even touch that hair!Thanks for posting that blast from the past.
Mark