Way Back When......

It is really something to be going through old photographs. Forgetting that you once saw them. Forgetting that these people lived, and stuck their feet in the dirt and had birthday parties and lived.....I have been cataloguing old photos. Over 6000 of them to be exact. They are all labelled, but all on one "card", so I am currently plaing them into folders, itemized and figured out so that anyone else looking at them will know who, what and where. Most of the old photos are unlabelled, but I have  a pretty good idea.... For example, in this first picture I know that these are the four Shiels siblings. My Uncle Bill on the far left, my mum, Nessie, beside him, Isobel  beside her and Stuart ( who later became a WW 2 war heroe) on the end. As for the  beautiful collie with them, I have no idea of her name, except that she is in numerous pictures and was well loved. This was the car of a visiting friend, to the Shiels' farm, in Bethune, Saskatchewan. Horse and Buggy was good enough for my grandparents.......so a car on the farm was pretty cool.

 Keddleston Girls Basketball team, dated Sept 8th, 1933.  My aunt Isobel is 3rd from the end. Keddleston exists no more, destroyed in a terrible fire  some years down the road. These girls were very proud of their "bloomers"...all the rage, new in the depression era.

 Car going down prairie road in 1933. I want to know where it is going, and where has it been and who is in that car. I love this photograph......draws you in...makes you want to go walking along the dusty gravel.

 My dad, Davy, in the 1950's, taking out a boat in Telegraph Bay, Victoria B.C. My mum once told me that the day was calm and the water like glass. A perfect day.

 Cut from a 1950's memorial newspaper.....in remembrance of those who died during the war. Just love this poem.

 My old house, built at 1425 Fairfield Road, in the  last stages of construction. The  house still stands, but has other homes around it and a full fledged garage.

Mymum and dad in the 1950's, before he got sick. Mum said they loved to wander around Beacon Hill Park in the spring time.  I still remember that she loved to kick off her shoes and sit on the ground.......just like she used to when gowing up on the farm.
   Pictures, I suppose do tell a thousand tales, and more. I can hardly wait to see what the next 1000 pics have to say....