From Patrick F. , Penned in 2009 “This is a photo I took of my daughter, Christina, in August of 1983, near her third birthday, at the community pool. She’d learned to swim while she learned to walk… “I have thirty years of memories of her. She was assertive and active in her mother’s womb, and […]
In 1976, my entire 3rd-grade class went on a field trip to a YMCA swimming pool in Colorado Springs. I was so excited! It was going to be the best field trip ever. I didn’t have a swimming suit so the night before the big day my older sister Becky altered her bright blue check […]
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The following memoir is by my dear friend Nicole who was born in the mid-1970s. Nicole has been a big encourager to me and my work on this blog. To host her story here means a lot to me. It took a lot of courage and honesty to share these words. I cherish them and […]
Frank went to a flea market in search of an 8 mm projector. He found one, and inside the case was a family’s lost 8 mm memories from 1976 and 1977. He uploaded the vintage film to YouTube in 2013. It doesn’t appear that anyone has laid claim to it yet. The collection of short […]
My father lived for roadside attractions along the rural byways of America. He loved to take Sunday afternoon drives and he loved to take long trips across the country. Born in 1930, he was a member of the Silent Generation. He grew up during The Great Depression and hated the Interstate Highway system because he […]
Happy Fourth of July, America. We had a nice day swimming at my mom’s place. We enjoyed blue Jell-O with whip cream and strawberries. My mom made her awesome pineapple upside down cake, which totally made up for the fact I boiled the hot dogs. I showed those buns who’s boss! Speaking of swimming, here […]