Sepia Saturday for this week - easy rider.

Sepia Saturday for this week.

I can only think of one family story to go with this prompt. . . .






















My mom and dad met during WW2. He was in the RAF, she worked at a canteen for servicemen across from a cinema the men would go to on their time off.

After a few visits I would imagine my dad asked if mom would go out walking with him.

That's probably all it was for a while. Taking a bus from the base to the canteen.

Once they started dating he said he use to pick her up with a bike that had a sidecar and a little motor.

I imagine it looked somewhat like this photo. I don't think it was to far to the base near Selby.
It is one thing we don't have pictures off, that little bike and sidecar.

The only family photo I have of motorbikes and my family is this one of my Uncle Leslie.
I never really got to know him, moving to America when I was 1 1/2.
Look like he is really proud of that bike.
Apparently he also owned a car, but no drivers license. I think my dad got to drive the car a bit once he married my mom.

All gathered. . . .

Sepia Saturday for this week.

 My family doesn't gather a great deal. When we do, it is usually a special occasion, reunion or group photos for some youth activity like scouts or baseball.

 Family get together dads family.

Mom and dads wedding 1946.

 Cousins wedding London

Aunts wedding London

 Cadets St John's Amb. Brigade, Selby UK

 Dad in the RAF WW2














Dad front row right with hat, on some school trip.

 Beach photo with mostly unknown, although I do see my mom.

Aunts wedding Selby.

 Cousins wedding.

Sisters and an unknown lad.

Dad, right in the middle with unknown friends.

Mom, dad, uncle and brother, Selby.

 Two sisters on the right, other two unknown.

 Mom in the middle

 One mom, one aunt, two cousins.

 Fellow St. John's workers wedding.

 Cousins football team.
















1970 Yorkshire family reunion.

Scout Troop 763 around 1969.

Sepia Sat for this month

 Sepia Saturday for this week.

Well, there really is only one obvious choice for this and that would be trees. Right?

Just kidding.

I guess bikes. I am sure those more creative will come up with something else.

 But once again this is going to be a tale about, "oh poor me, my brother is once again in more old photos than me."

You would that some where over time my folks would have learned to use newer cameras and take more photos of me also.
But dad had a habit of waving the camera at us doing things rather than actually using it.

I made it into this one, and they actually got more of me than my brother!

 My brother holding maybe me.
Bet that's not my bike in the back.

 Oh, look, My brother and maybe the front of my bike. Maybe.

I think this one is me!

Mom holding me near a bike.

My brother in England on his bike.

Same.

Oh well.

Sepia Sat. post for this week.

Sepia sat.

Once again, what do we take as our prompt for this week.

I chose to pick the theme 'One guy we know,  posing with a bunch of other people we don't'.

 Oh, sure! I could have picked, say, 'People sitting on a rocky beach'. Like my aunt here.

 Or, like I said, 'One guy we know, and a bunch of people we don't'.

But it turns out we know a bunch of these.

Or maybe just a group of people at a happy event. London family wedding.

Or 'One guy we know, and a bunch of guys we don't.'

But our prompt had women in it.
Dad is second adult from the right.

 This one has a woman.
Dads basic training group.

Dad, top row, second from the left.

 No women in this one either.
We think its dad lower right with the hat on.

But this is the one I really wanted.
Dad, right in the middle, with a bunch of people we don't know, and probably never will.

I have tried to trace this location by asking England family, but no luck so far.

We recognize no one else on either side of the family.

But the hunt continues.

My Sepia Saturday Post for this week.

Sepia sat.

The prompt for me this month means I once again feel left out in family photos.
Should I make it about my hurt feelings or deck chairs.
I should probably explain.

My Mom and Dad, my brother and myself came to America in 1956 aboard the Queen Elizabeth ocean liner. Something I am extremely proud of.
It was towards the end of era of the great liners.

I have kept much of the family stuff from that trip; luggage tags, luggage, postcards, menus, etc.
 We even have some photos.

 You see, my brother has not really ever been bothered to much about keeping family history, and thats okay I guess. The thing that gets me is that while not caring about that kind of stuff, he appears in many more photos of our history than I do.

Look, here he is in a deck chair on the Queen Elizebeth.

 Look, here he is in front of the one of the stacks, allowed to stand by himself.




















And here he is with dad in front of the Statue of Liberty.

Finally! One, small, photo of ME!






















Maybe I should make it about deck chairs.

 My brother in a deck chair.

 Mom and dad in a deck chair.

 A Yorkshire aunt in a deck chair.

 Two Yorkshire aunts and an uncle and cousins in or around deck chairs.

London Aunt and Uncle in deck chairs.

Oh, wait, one of me in a deck chair.

I feel better now.