Category: 1930s

Yearbook Artwork 1930

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These images all come from the 1930 University of Texas yearbook. While they reflect some aspects of the culture at the time, you would never know the country was in a depression.

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Very little of the yearbook was in color, other than these images. I imagine most students could not afford them at the time, under the circumstances. I know I was never able to afford a university yearbook during my four years.

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Here you see a student sweating over his impending exams.

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And if you look closely enough at the inside of the yearbook, you can read the date Irene received it!

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No, this isn’t the Marvelettes, singing that 1962 hit, but I hope it becomes an earworm for you today.  🎶 🎼 🎧 🎤 These images are courtesy of 1930, when talking on the phone required two hands. Multi-tasking be darned!

Do any of you remember the days of five-digit phone numbers (or less), before the seven-digit system?

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Alligator Skin Walls: The Only Way I Travel

The Consolidated Commodore, jet of Juan Terry Trippe, which carried 22 passengers (source: They Made America)
The Consolidated Commodore, “flying boat” of Juan Terry Trippe, which carried 22 passengers (source: They Made America)
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http://www.edcoatescollection.com/

Breed Your Own Foghorn Leghorn

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These are the last of the salvaged Progressive Farmer ads, and two of the only color ones in the otherwise dull beige magazine. It sure enough does catch the eye. The girl with the twinkle in her eye, the baby chicks, Mom’s head-to-toe modern ensemble–not worn by any farmer’s wife, I can assure you. Here’s the whole thing:

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As I don’t often ever come across the word “leghorn” in my daily life, I was reminded of Foghorn Leghorn, the Warner Bros chicken from back in the day.

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Also in the magazine, in the same brilliant color, was another ad for raising chicks, with a view of the “brooder room.”

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At first I thought indignantly, “Well, it wasn’t cage-free 75 years ago either!” but then I realized you have to provide clean, dry, comfortable quarters for birds throughout the year and not let them roam about to be stolen by wily foxes.

So there you have it, folks: the last of the farming ads of 1939. And remember–chickens were waaaaaay smaller (and healthier) then. See for yourself.

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http://www.mirror.co.uk/

More Ads From The Now Dead 1939 Progressive Farmer

I was able to salvage a few ads from The Progressive Farmer before I chunked it yesterday. These were too cute to pass up.
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Those are some nice curves, if I do say so myself. I can almost hear her saying, “Toodles!”

And check out his curves as he arches into fresh running water.

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It IS important to have plenty of water in your barnyard and outbuildings.

It’s also important to have the “same refrigeration that a million city folks now enjoy,” according to this ad for a kerosene fridge. What the what? Have you ever heard of such a thing?

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Peace Out

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Oh, you guys, I just hate it when my old magazines get too brittle and crumbly to keep. Such is the case with my February 1939 The Progressive Farmer. So I post this ad from it before it hits the trashcan, and part of it will live forever.

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Skelly Tagolene: Bad Stripper Name

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I’ve never heard of Tagolene, much less Skelly Tagolene. That sounds like a crimp-haired, Newport-smoking, jean skirt-wearing trollop who works the graveyard shift at The Waffle House. Like Skanky Jolene’s younger sister: Skelly Tagolene.

Evidently, it’s not. Check out the art deco font on this map.

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The Giving Tree

Gippsland, Australia 1937, Herald Sun
Gippsland, Australia 1937, Herald Sun

This tree surely could provide a lot of wood. It reminds me of when I was little and read The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein. The tree gave himself for the little boy, until it was only a stump. I sobbed just like Tracy Morgan (pre-accident) here.

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