Featured Looking up my Dad's military photos, came across image of Grandma Honey

Funny, I'm so very familiar with this image, but really! Who gets a portrait taken wearing their quilted bathrobe, earrings and all?! So funny. Maybe it was a regular photo taken to a photographer, I don't know. But very sweet <3



Now that's more like it!

 

I like her smile.

The quilted top might have been a jacket or coat?

 

Or maybe her image was copied and enlarged from a snapshot of a family picture on Christmas?

 

I caught my Mom years ago getting ready to donate a lot of photos to the Goodwill - photos we'd gone through many times. I took a closer look and identified Honey by her head tilt, some even at a great distance.

Behind a bush

Sunday Go to Meeting (4th from right)

Picnic at Hanging Rock (4th from left)


No idea lol

 

I love that last one! Halloween party?

 

early on...halloween costumes were very different from todays fare......

 

Great photos! Thanks for sharing them. And for saving them from Goodwill.

 

Probably

I love the church one - it shocks me every time to see her in such old garb, and all those ladies! Fashion changed so dramatically when she was a young adult.

Getting a very Tallulah Bankhead vibe!

 

My parents moved to the East Coast in their mid-eighties - when they passed, my sister threw out all their negatives.

 

not much for family history , is she ?

 

Sounds very Southern, @Bookahtoo !

They brought up my dad and Aunt Shirley in Coalinga in a very rural situation - I know she wore out 4 wedding rings. When their fortunes changed a little, they built a house in Long Beach and I think she got to pamper herself.

She did sleep late while Pop fed me oatmeal and weak coffee, drove out to his oil well and stopped by Winchell's on the way back for cinnamon rolls.

She was a big sportswoman and dressed in Pendleton jackets, Van Husen shirts and pleated pants.

 

I had a great aunt Honey. She was the youngest of many many kids on my grandfather's side.

 

Lucky - Honeys are the best! Very nice memories

My sister was angling to have her grandkids call her "Nana Honey" - It was kind of a dilemma for her, as she hates nicknames. They came up with their own: "Honeybear!"

 

I also experience early photos of my grandmother and mother that way. It feels like they both existed in two very different lifetimes.

 

The other side of the coin is I have all my parents' photos and negatives and have no one to pass them down to, which I feel sad about. I haven't figured out what to do with them yet.

 

No nieces or nephews, even?

I have them, and they love the photos and are big fans of all my mother's and Honey's recipe cards. But (so far) they aren't really interested in the jewelry because it's not sterling.

 

Nope, no nieces or nephews.