“Indian in Cherokee, NC, in the Great Smoky Mountains, helps adjust a becoming warbonnet.”
But Does It Go With My Purple Skirt?
Category: Pics
Woman Passive-Aggressively Uses Literal Handgun To Shoot Down Seventeen Magazine’s Unrealistic Standards Of Beauty
Spooky Symmetry
Better Than Your Ride
Mary Todd Lincoln Balances Teacup On Fingertips
How My Son Feels When I Start Singing
Turtley Awesome: Poised For Greatness
Basin Bath By Light Of The Oil Lamp
This Northwest Angle, Minnesota mommy suds up her baby on a Saturday night in a metal basin near the kitchen stove.
Chicago World’s Fair 1934
Back in 1933, my grandfather wrote away for information about the upcoming 1934 World’s Fair. Today I opened the brochures inside the envelope. He was only a teenager at the time, so the idea of travelling from Kansas to the World’s Fair must have been intriguing. I doubt he wound up going.
Various “circle tours” were listed, including these:
Included was a list of all the sites and sounds to enjoy. 
Zooming in, you can see the variety, from tiremaking and Neon tubes to midgets to Mayans!
All aboard the sightseeing, streamlined Greyhound bus!
One-Earring, Scarf-Clashing Meemaw
Well, there’s something I haven’t seen in awhile. An ashtray! Meemaws of yore loved to get their smoke on. Her hair is AMAZING. Do you think it’s a wig, or she spent all night with frozen OJ cans in her hair?
This little-banged Meemaw (I mean her bangs are little!) was only 37 years old, but look how the Camels aged her.
Just kidding. Someone knew how to accessorize.
I bet these two had the neighborhood dish. And I don’t mean the purple smoke billowing up out of that pot. Check out the red accent colors and heels!
Here’s one Meemaw I wouldn’t sassy backtalk. I bet she’d send you out back to the tree just to pull your own switch to beat you.
These two knew how to live it up in style.
And there’s their friend, Barbara, with the good teeth and high-quality Scotch.
But not THIS much Scotch.
Or THIS much.
God help us.
But most Meemaws have mellowed with age.
You go, gals.
Teamjimmyjoe.com has provided all of today’s fun images.
Into The Trees
STAFF SERGEANT GEORGE TALBERT OF 3RD BATTALION, 18TH INFANTRY REGIMENT, 1ST INFANTRY DIVISION, ON THE LOOKOUT FOR GERMAN TROOPS IN A FOREST NEAR SOURBRODT, BELGIUM DURING THE BATTLE OF THE BULGE – 19 DECEMBER 1944
Histomil is a great site full of thousands of WWII images, capturing both victorious and horrific moments alike. Some are captioned like the one above, and some leave you with dozens of questions.
Forbidden Fraternization
During WWII, American soldiers were forbidden from fraternizing with German girls, no matter how comely or eager. Corporal Harold Goodden could hardly resist this mannequin, replete with German officer’s cap and lustrous locks. Surely she was not harboring Nazi tendencies.
But rulebooks be damned. By 1949 (four years later) over 20,000 German war brides had emigrated to the United States to join their charming US serviceman (and to get the H out of Europe).
Italy was also the enemy, but no matter to stationed soldiers. No less than 412 brides were all aboard the liner Algonquin in this shot. Clearly there was more than “fraternization” going on.
Women from many nations soon found the US to be home. An estimated 100, 000 UK women, 1,500 hundred New Zealand women, and 15,000 Australian women married American soldiers and moved to the US as well.
Ireland was neutral during WWII, and evidently Irish lasses were not immune to the charms of American soldiers. Exactly one year after the above picture was printed, these Irish war brides set sail for a new life in New York, where their babies would be introduced to their American fathers.
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