Yearbook photographers may never receive any accolades (if they even get a mention in the yearbook at all), but boy howdy, have they snapped some fabulous images of day-to-day life.
Yearbook photographers may never receive any accolades (if they even get a mention in the yearbook at all), but boy howdy, have they snapped some fabulous images of day-to-day life.
Boy howdy you are so right. I think Year Books are great collections of random pictures. Most of their shots are un posed and spontaneous. Toss in a sepia shot or two and Bob’s your uncle you have a winner.
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XD
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That’s about the same color my fingers were back when I was a smoker.
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And now they are pink and lotiony soft?
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Pinkish. I could use some lotion about now.
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I will resist the urge to say “true ‘dat” and instead offer you a “you got that right!”
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LOL
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Nothing says class like a class in a Quonset Hut. No doubt reading up on Yellow Journalism.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yellow_journalism
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What are ya sayin’ there, Max’s papa? This ain’t no yellow journalism! I thought this was going to be an anti-Asian link, but thank God it’s not.
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Sure looks as if they had already lit up in the Quonset Hut class, yes, Kerbey? I think it might be barracks. And the guy in the middle sure looks like Joe DiMaggio sent over to the service. But it must be a yearbook because it’s part of our collection. Say it ain’t so, Joe.
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Nah, not Joltin’ Joe here. Wonder if he even went to college?
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I think Joltin’ Joe was so good in baseball he went right to the diamonds, Kerbey. That’s usually how it went in those days.
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Lucky him!
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I love that Quonset hut. 😉
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Why isn’t there a Quonset Hut restaurant? They’d be easy to spot.
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I saw one up in the U.P. of Michigan a couple years ago– pretty sturdy old things…
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