I’m not running out of Dad’s Photos quite yet—I figure I have at least enough for the rest of the calendar year given two posts a month—but Dad ran out of captions. Sorry! I know folks like them, but what’s to be done? I pinch-hit the best I could. Clearly these photos—mostly of my mother—were taken during his winter (1939-1940) in the camp in Athens, VT.
Hope you enjoy them!
[The view out the window (the railing) & also the drapes tells me this portrait of my mom wasn’t taken in the Athens, VT hunting camp]
[My father was an accomplished skier—don’t know much about mom when it comes to skiing—she didn’t ski in my lifetime]
[Ski poles, but no skis; I wonder at what caused the striations in this exposure]
[Maybe this answers the skiing question. Although the photo’s a bit blurry, I think the man behind my mom is their good friend Dick Bragg]
[Gotta admit: I wish there was a back story on the old wagon]
[Mom in the doorway to the Athens cabin—check out that crosscut saw!]
[Dad & Mom—check out Dad’s ski attire!]
[I’m pretty sure the folks on either side of my mom are their friends (& at one time, next-door-neighbors) Marge & Dick Bragg]