Monday, March 9, 2009

They Look So Innocent

36 comments:

Judy said...

Ann gets to hold the cat, Steve gets to hold the basketball, but I get to sit in the middle! What an honor.

Judy said...

By the way, we are innocent. Especially, when you sit in the middle.

Ann said...

I am just thankful we presented so many "great" photo ops for our big brother. It is very fulfilling to have been able to help provide the material that has led to such a love of photography. That knit beanie was an absolute favorite of mine.

Ann said...

And please note - Judy is wearing a dress - was she really prepared for the rough and tumble outside world?

Elizabeth said...

Two thoughts - first, remember that crocheted beanie that Ann persisted in wearing all the time? And, second, what does it say for Louise and me that we didn't get our pictures taken very often at all?

Ann said...

The beanie was cool! Maybe we were more easily intimidated/manipulated or eager to please an older brother, while you and Louise knew the real story.

Louise Blood said...

I wanted to kid about looks being deceiving, but they really do look innocent. A coment to Elizabeth's comment about not being photographed, maybe we weren't as available. We might have been doing the dishes. (?) I'm trying to figure out how old everyone is in the picture.

Ann said...

Mother cut my hair when I was in second grade, so this is either when I was in first grade and Judy was in fourth, or the summer before first grade. I look really healthy, so it can't be much before 1948 - maybe. That would make me about 6 years old.

Dwight said...

Well when you can get 8 comments and have a family reunion over one little photo it must be worth posting and looking at.

Steve Blood said...

I don't have anything important to say, I just feel left out. I told you Ann had better hats than I.

Ann said...

If you had eaten your asparagus, maybe you would have had a better hat.

Elizabeth said...

We're making hats out of asparagus? How does that fit, Ann?

Ann said...

No, we aren't making hats out of asparagus - maybe straw or yarn.
Sorry - maybe you just had to be there. Perhaps the quality of hats was related to staying under the radar????

Dwight said...

Please note the color film. This was probably the first roll of color film I ever had. I'm assuming I took these color pictures but maybe I didn't. I am learning how to spell insouciant. I have always been insouciant, haven't I?

Steve Blood said...

Did I mention that the basketball would take me into the 8th grade?

Ann said...

Remember how we would go out to the old hoop (without any net?) on the outside of the grainery (old train car) and "shoot hoops"? Bouncing that well loved basketball on the hard Wyoming ground was a real art. Did we ever hit the basket?

Judy said...

Where have I been all week? I never thought to check back to see what nonesense was going on. I considered it "handled". I assumed wrong.

Elizabeth said...

I had assumed that we had said all that could be said about this picture - hope I'm not too late! I thought the basketball hoop was on the light pole for a while???Dwight? And insouciant, you are not! And the color film was a miracle, but the black and whites are still wonderful. Judy, so glad we have something to entertain you with now that you can talk again.

Dwight said...

The basketball backboard was on the light pole when I left home. Judy, you should know better if you don't want to be left out. According to American Heritage, ionsouciant means:
Blithe lack of concern; nonchalance.
Therefore, blithe insouciance is an oxymoron. Definition of oxymoron:
A figure of speech in which incongruous or contradictory terms appear side by side; a compressed paradox. Adjective: oxymoronic.
Better term: blithe oxymoron.

Elizabeth said...

Trust Dwight to get to the crux of my "blithe-blythe" use of words that I love the sound of because they roll of the tongue so trippingly. And don't remind me of where that preposition is in the wrong place. I still think the two words together are wonderful. (Tee-hee-and you had to look it up - good for you.)

Dwight said...

I already knew thank you very much; I just wished to confirm my prior knowledge with a more authoritative source so I could rest assured I was absolutely correct, which I was. I pretty much have always been blythely insouciant my entire life.

Judy said...

I hate big words. I don't remember them. I can't pronouce them. And I sure as anything do not know how to spell them. Whatever it is that Dwight says, he certainly is..... The question is are the rest of us?

Elizabeth said...

Certainly! We all have a certain amount of insouciance, to say nothing of a blythe spirit - How long can this thread keep up. And, Judy, big words are wonderful. They keep folks guessing as to your exact meaning. I used to tell my 1st graders not to be discombobulated. That kept them quiet for a while.

Ann said...

Back to the backboard. We have to keep this posting going. I think we are at a record???
The backboard moved over to the train car granary in an attempt to get the grass to grow on the west side of the house. Steve and I would play and play and occasionally Dad would join in - but he wasn't any fun because he could actually hit the rim (of course Steve could, as well).
Speaking of playing basketball (no this isn't another comment about asparagus), remember when we would play baseball in the area that eventually grew a fairly decent lawn on the west side of the house? Didn't the light pole constitute first base? I remember one day when I was pitching and we were using a hard ball. My pitch must have been "perfect", the ball was hit and, on its way to the corral, it was intercepted by my face/cheek bone. Dad was so scared he threw the hardball into outer darkness (outhouse disposal).

Elizabeth said...

So it was you - I thought it was Judy. I just remember that it was an actual baseball - hard as a rock!

Judy said...

I was the one who hit that stupid ball. Ann threw such a great pitch and I connected. I felt so bad that she was in the line of fire. Needless to say, we did never saw that ball again.

Ann said...

What a great swing you had (with the bat, in this case).

Judy said...

How do you like my English? The reason you cannot edit a comment after it has been posted, is so we can maintain authenticity.

Judy said...

And in the picture of Brig and Steve, it is not his hat!

Dwight said...

Who will do comment #31?

Ann said...

I will!

Dwight said...

Studying this picture, it just struck me. Look how henpecked Steve looks, with a sorrowful look on his face while the two sisters are gaily smiling. It just occurred to me that Steve had to go through what I went through. Although there is some evidence that he pursued the sisters to engage in a life of nefarious activities.

Ann said...

what a twisted perspective on life you have, Dwight dear. Steve was the leader of the pack in many of the twists and turns our lives took. Judy and I had to run to keep up with him, probably more me than Judy because she was not as easily convinced as I was that something was a "good idea".

Judy said...

Where did we go wrong?

Dwight said...

35?

Elizabeth said...

No, make it 36.