Sorting through boxes of pictures, putting dates and places on the backs of the ones not marked. Dad and I have done this for his pictures, I'm still working on mine.
I found one that had been posted on a bulletin board for some family event, possibly my late mother and father-in-laws 60th anniversary party. When the person that took down the pictures put my pictures in a baggie for me, they didn't take the tape off the back of the photos, unbeknownst to me. While sorting I pulled them apart, and thought I had ruined one of my favorite photos of the Cowman and Marymine.
Scouted around and found a place that restores photos. They said they could fix it! I picked it up the other day.
A bit of the story behind the picture...
The young Cowman wanted to go back to college and finish his degree. We saved up, loaded up Marymine, and headed down to Cal Poly SLO. While I worked full time, the Cowman worked between classes. We bought a beat to heck ol White delivery truck, and hauled hay at night, with Marymine sleeping beside me.
We loved the beaches and the ocean, so every chance we got we went. I think this picture was taken at Pismo Beach, or less likely Avila.
Yes, this was considered casual beach wear to the Cowman. He really didn't like shirts and Wranglers that were not pressed. Marymine didn't care what he wore as long as he was close.
Ah, being young and a lot in love, it was all way more fun than it should have been, way back when...
Yes, this was considered casual beach wear to the Cowman. He really didn't like shirts and Wranglers that were not pressed. Marymine didn't care what he wore as long as he was close.
Ah, being young and a lot in love, it was all way more fun than it should have been, way back when...

Those sorts of memories are cherished gems that stand through the ages as who we were and in a sense are the foundation of who we are today.
ReplyDeleteLL, they are cherished memories.
DeleteThis . . . right here . . . is the answer to "what's it all about?" . . . single moments in time that are the stepping stones of our lives, that let us know we've lived, loved . . . it's a beautiful picture . . . thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBill, thank you for the kind words.
DeleteSo glad you could save that pic. Priceless. What a handsome fellow he was.
ReplyDeletePatti, I'm glad to, and to me it is priceless. He was a very handsome man, and he Loved his kids.
DeleteIt's a beautiful picture.
ReplyDeleteNelly, thanks, so many memories...
DeleteGlad you were able to save it... Memories are precious!
ReplyDeleteJim, They hesitated for a moment before they said they could fix it, and my heart sank, then they said they could, but it was going to be expensive. Gett'r done, it isn't about the money.
DeleteSuch a handsome cowman!! Thanks for sharing these memories! Do you have pictures of the two of you together? Maybe a wedding photo??
ReplyDeleteJenny, He was and the looks he could give... Yeah, but it isn't about me.
DeleteMrs Woodsterman and I love to take the motorhome down to Pismo Beach. We alway stay at an RV park a couple block south of the pier right on the beach.
ReplyDeleteJohn, that is awesome! It's a special place.
DeleteOh, those eyes......
ReplyDeleteThe look still makes my heart rate go up...
DeleteTouched my heart:-)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you liked it, Annie.
DeleteMy son met his wife at SLO. Lived there for a couple of years til they moved back to MI last summer. Beautiful city. I am sure you have great memories of your time there.
ReplyDeletePigpen, I do have wonderful memories of the time we lived there.
DeleteHope you get to see your son & DIL often, now that they are in MI.