1952 Bringing home the bacon.
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Nabs,
Perhaps classic old boats are a bit like classic old guns.
I guess I tend to like the old stuff.
David
1952 my Dad with my Grandfather and Grandmother sitting on our dock....with a smoky boat going by.
1954 -A friend and me (left) in the boat.
As a little guy fishing on the dock there were certain restraints.....why not for the girl?
Perhaps classic old boats are a bit like classic old guns.
I guess I tend to like the old stuff.
David
1952 my Dad with my Grandfather and Grandmother sitting on our dock....with a smoky boat going by.
1954 -A friend and me (left) in the boat.
As a little guy fishing on the dock there were certain restraints.....why not for the girl?
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Great pics and great memories. We had a nice old Peterborough boat at our cabin. They were a few on the lake in those days. Although I didn't have a Grandpa, my Dad spent lots of time with me fishing, hunting, and just plain old "hangin' out". To my Dad and Mom, family came first. Dad was a successful grain farmer, lived in town, and never worked another day in winter after he was married.
When you are young "sometimes" you really don't know what your Grandpa does......except that he spends fun time with you.
What I later realized was that he cleans up pretty well....no more peak hat .....and more dapper.
1955- My Grandmother and Grandfather.
I later realized that he was a serious businessman.
Photo taken in 1910 with his brother that he went into business with.
A later photo of the brothers.
A side from everything else....we got along famously from the beginning even if he tried to steal my teddy bear in the early days.
David
What I later realized was that he cleans up pretty well....no more peak hat .....and more dapper.
1955- My Grandmother and Grandfather.
I later realized that he was a serious businessman.
Photo taken in 1910 with his brother that he went into business with.
A later photo of the brothers.
A side from everything else....we got along famously from the beginning even if he tried to steal my teddy bear in the early days.
David
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Amazing thread.... thanks for posting
coastal616
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I can't get over the quality of those pictures....most of my family pictures are small, blurry, and missing. I bet they were magazine quality for the early 50's.
As I have been scanning old slides, I am surprised how good the photos were that my Father took back then.
He was using a good camera....the rest are so so.
I had some issues with my Grandfather.
He had serious flower gardens that I had to help feed with horse manure when I could have been out in the boat.....
Also, at one point along the line my Grandfather decided he would take up golf with his friend that had a cottage next door.
Guess who was the caddy.....very early in the morning.
I suspect that is where I learned to hate golf.
They were both awful players and I learned more swear words as a young kid that probably prepared me for the school yard in the future.
My Grandfather's golf buddy with his Wife....a better golfer.
My Grandfather with my Grandmother......he was an awful golfer.
David
He was using a good camera....the rest are so so.
I had some issues with my Grandfather.
He had serious flower gardens that I had to help feed with horse manure when I could have been out in the boat.....
Also, at one point along the line my Grandfather decided he would take up golf with his friend that had a cottage next door.
Guess who was the caddy.....very early in the morning.
I suspect that is where I learned to hate golf.
They were both awful players and I learned more swear words as a young kid that probably prepared me for the school yard in the future.
My Grandfather's golf buddy with his Wife....a better golfer.
My Grandfather with my Grandmother......he was an awful golfer.
David
Thanks for all the interest in this thread.
This was only done because of me finally scanning old family photos....it has been a huge project that I have resisted starting for many years.....still not finished.
My maternal Grandfather died when I was very young...I never knew him, so my paternal Grandfather did double duty.
My maternal Grandfather died in 1948. (Nov 25 1886-July 2 1948)
The following is a mix of photos mostly dating back to the 1950s.
I found this one as being rather interesting in the lane behind may parents house in 1950---deliverying milk before the truck.
This was one of our early boats at the cottage----we were heading to the islands for a picnic.
My Grandfather and me driving the boat.
My Grandfather was a horseman and my Father (on the left) was brought up with the pony shown below.
My Grandfather loved baseball and hockey and he was very supportive of my interest in hockey.
Champion Mosquito team in 1956.
Somehow we got to play a game at the Montreal Forum. (March 1955)
My Grandfather and Father with other family members were there.
Grandpa was wearing his city hat.
My Father and Sister bringing my gear ...with the Forum in the background.
In the early 1950s my Father built a rink in our backyard ...the photo below shows my Grandfather scouting for talent. Note the light for night games. Two nets were added later.
As my Grandfather was getting into golf he still liked to play a little baseball, and had my Father to build some backstops .....also doubled for practicing his golf shots.
This Model 1897 Winchester shotgun belonged to my Grandfather....my Father goose hunting.
I don't have my Grandfather's shotgun.....but I have a U.S milsurp WWII Winchester M97 trench gun...my how times have changed.
1952....hunting in the swamp for frogs with Grandpa.
My Grandpa... he sure loved his pipe. (Nov 24 1884-Dec 1962.)
David
This was only done because of me finally scanning old family photos....it has been a huge project that I have resisted starting for many years.....still not finished.
My maternal Grandfather died when I was very young...I never knew him, so my paternal Grandfather did double duty.
My maternal Grandfather died in 1948. (Nov 25 1886-July 2 1948)
The following is a mix of photos mostly dating back to the 1950s.
I found this one as being rather interesting in the lane behind may parents house in 1950---deliverying milk before the truck.
This was one of our early boats at the cottage----we were heading to the islands for a picnic.
My Grandfather and me driving the boat.
My Grandfather was a horseman and my Father (on the left) was brought up with the pony shown below.
My Grandfather loved baseball and hockey and he was very supportive of my interest in hockey.
Champion Mosquito team in 1956.
Somehow we got to play a game at the Montreal Forum. (March 1955)
My Grandfather and Father with other family members were there.
Grandpa was wearing his city hat.
My Father and Sister bringing my gear ...with the Forum in the background.
In the early 1950s my Father built a rink in our backyard ...the photo below shows my Grandfather scouting for talent. Note the light for night games. Two nets were added later.
As my Grandfather was getting into golf he still liked to play a little baseball, and had my Father to build some backstops .....also doubled for practicing his golf shots.
This Model 1897 Winchester shotgun belonged to my Grandfather....my Father goose hunting.
I don't have my Grandfather's shotgun.....but I have a U.S milsurp WWII Winchester M97 trench gun...my how times have changed.
1952....hunting in the swamp for frogs with Grandpa.
My Grandpa... he sure loved his pipe. (Nov 24 1884-Dec 1962.)
David
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pikesroad,
The sweet innocence of the 50s changed for me between 1966 and 1968.
I lived and studied in Paris during the student revolt when Paris was a war zone.
I had some American friends in Paris who had dodged the draft as the Viet Nam War was raging.
I remember hearing about some very sad letters regarding family members or friends that were casualties back then.
Got stuck in North Africa during the six day Israeli war.
Arrived in Tunis when it was under martial law following the bombing of the British or American Embassy....I can't remember which.
Travelled overland to India by car from Europe which a lot of young people were doing back then.
Afghanistan Iran and Pakistan were more peaceful places back then.
It was a turbulent time......but not like today!
I am glad that I did it back then.
David
Not fun having car problems when you don't speak the language...and don't have much cash in your wallet.
Tunis under martial law.
I saw lots of examples of the Enfields and other guns turned out by the Afghan craftsmen.
Travelling through the Khyber Pass back then was an interesting experience...as I recall.
A lot of history in that area needless to say.
David
Paris despite the turmoil had its brighter moments as I recall.
The sweet innocence of the 50s changed for me between 1966 and 1968.
I lived and studied in Paris during the student revolt when Paris was a war zone.
I had some American friends in Paris who had dodged the draft as the Viet Nam War was raging.
I remember hearing about some very sad letters regarding family members or friends that were casualties back then.
Got stuck in North Africa during the six day Israeli war.
Arrived in Tunis when it was under martial law following the bombing of the British or American Embassy....I can't remember which.
Travelled overland to India by car from Europe which a lot of young people were doing back then.
Afghanistan Iran and Pakistan were more peaceful places back then.
It was a turbulent time......but not like today!
I am glad that I did it back then.
David
Not fun having car problems when you don't speak the language...and don't have much cash in your wallet.
Tunis under martial law.
I saw lots of examples of the Enfields and other guns turned out by the Afghan craftsmen.
Travelling through the Khyber Pass back then was an interesting experience...as I recall.
A lot of history in that area needless to say.
David
Paris despite the turmoil had its brighter moments as I recall.
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RRCo.
Good question, I never heard any comments regarding WWI.
He and my Great Uncle started a new business in 1910.
I have no idea what the protocol for enlistment was back then.
My Wife's Grandfather was one of the 60,000 Canadians lost in WWI.
March 23 1874- August 8th 1918 (Needless to say ...she did not know her Grandfather)
Lt.-Col. Elmer Watson Jones commanded the regiment for two years, the longest of any of the Battalion's COs, from 1916 to 1918, when he was killed in action.
On the 8th of August, 1918, he was mortally wounded when advancing with the Battalion in the attack on Marcelcave East of Amiens, and expired a few minutes later.
Lt.-Col. Jones on his mount "Blanche".
Unfortunately on August 8th 1918 Lt. Col. Jones ran into a machinegun in a field 'possibly' as shown below that brought his life to an end.
The day Jones died.
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For all his interest in my hockey stuff I am not sure if my Grandfather knew that his efforts helped me to be voted the MVP in the local Midget hockey league in 1961....as a goaler. He died in 1962.
I am the GF of two little boys so I will try and remember what my Grandfather did for me and try and pass some of that on to them.
Let the game begin.
Two goalies are better than one.
David
Good question, I never heard any comments regarding WWI.
He and my Great Uncle started a new business in 1910.
I have no idea what the protocol for enlistment was back then.
My Wife's Grandfather was one of the 60,000 Canadians lost in WWI.
March 23 1874- August 8th 1918 (Needless to say ...she did not know her Grandfather)
Lt.-Col. Elmer Watson Jones commanded the regiment for two years, the longest of any of the Battalion's COs, from 1916 to 1918, when he was killed in action.
On the 8th of August, 1918, he was mortally wounded when advancing with the Battalion in the attack on Marcelcave East of Amiens, and expired a few minutes later.
Lt.-Col. Jones on his mount "Blanche".
Unfortunately on August 8th 1918 Lt. Col. Jones ran into a machinegun in a field 'possibly' as shown below that brought his life to an end.
The day Jones died.
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For all his interest in my hockey stuff I am not sure if my Grandfather knew that his efforts helped me to be voted the MVP in the local Midget hockey league in 1961....as a goaler. He died in 1962.
I am the GF of two little boys so I will try and remember what my Grandfather did for me and try and pass some of that on to them.
Let the game begin.
Two goalies are better than one.
David
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As I was looking through some stuff relating to my Wife's Grandfather in WWI as posted above, I decided to re-scan some photos of the snipers using Ross rifles from the book shown below.
I don't own a Ross rifle and know nothing about them but it seems as though these snipers liked them and kept them when others were exchanging for Enfield’s.
I understand that there are many on this Forum that have a soft spot for these Ross rifles.
David
The index in this book.
I posted these photos on another thread quite some time ago.
I don't own a Ross rifle and know nothing about them but it seems as though these snipers liked them and kept them when others were exchanging for Enfield’s.
I understand that there are many on this Forum that have a soft spot for these Ross rifles.
David
The index in this book.
I posted these photos on another thread quite some time ago.
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