Update about blog

The joy of waking to this view each morning is just so wonderful. Even if the camera sees all the distortions from the window screen, I easily ignore them. Many of these green trees stand near or by the Animas River which flows through the town.
Showing posts with label hats. Show all posts
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Thursday, September 4, 2014

Kids in hats...

This week I'll skip the hurdy gurdy man, mainly because I have no photos like it, nor monkey, though lots of my relatives might qualify.

Let's go with kids in hats for my sharing on Sepia Saturday this week.  Click here for more fun answers to this prompt.



One of the photos of my mother and her younger cousins, Patsy Jean and Robert Rogers...1934.  San Antonio, Texas.

More cousins, this time my own; Chris, her dad James, Patricia, and mom, Dorothy Rogers.  Hats were to keep warm for these Wisconsin cousins. Christmas visit 1953.

I was sooo in love with my tiny piano, which I'm sure I drove everyone crazy listening to my rendition of 3 year old virtuoso.



And everyone knows what fun it is to keep a hat on a baby.  Here's my mother, whose baby pictures resemble my sister a lot.  1917

My little sister (just an aside, looks so much like my mom when she was a baby) 1946.


My grandmother, Ada Rogers (Gummy)  holding baby Mary, and I'm wearing some kind of floppy bonnet, Feb 1946.  I'm sure my grandmother knitted all of Mary's outfits and blankets.

Bright red wool skirts and tams, with hand embroidered blouses ...all my mother's relatives.  Skirts and hats by grandmother (Mom's mom was a seamstress) and the blouses by Aunts Alice and Gertie Attaway (2nd cousins perhaps) but one of them was the first woman dentist in Texas.  This was not 1950, as we were no longer in Houston by then, but probably 1949.

Later in the winter of St. Louis, these hats aren't too clear, but I'm pretty sure they were just Navy knit things, called tobaggans at one point, which matched our Navy Pea coats.


Our Easter Outfits always included a hat, and of course a basket for an egg hunt and candy (what would life have been like without chocolate bunnies?)  Notice my sister has on her white gloves!

And how about my sons?
Tai wouldn't really like this hat any more, but this was taken before he became disillusioned by theme parks. (Yes he was a bit old for that stroller, but when he got tired of walking, you bet he appreciated it!)



Many a happy kid's face is shielded by a baseball hat!