It’s hard to effectively capture an image of nighttime rainfall, but this pic from the ’73 Indiana University yearbook did a nice job. It’s the kind of shot that sets a mood and makes you want to write a short story.
Here’s the Von Lee on a frosty winter’s day.
And check this one out, during heavy rainfall. I’d want to get my feet out of that oily water.
This one from http://www.brosher.com is priceless. Sunset practically explodes behind the Von Lee. Gorgeous.
Isn’t this a great image, so full of action and gratitude? Mrs. Hale, the wife of a British soldier, is shown offering troops tea and refreshments in front of her home, as a show of military support while her husband fought in France. After tea, if she was up to it, she was known to play a little accordion.
And sometimes, when you extend a kindness to others, they will pay it forward.
Before there were Walgreen’s on every corner (and I mean EVERY; there are FOUR Walgreen’s within a 10 minute drive of my home), there were Walgreen Agency Stores. Over the past decade, I have watched them pop up every couple of miles, wishing I had invested money in their stock way back when. Myself, I hit a Walgreen’s a couple times a week, whether for Loreal haircolor, dollar cans of Arizona green tea, a six-pack of Blue Moon, or a BOGO set of Russell Stover dark chocolates. Plus, that’s where our doctors send all the prescriptions that we never use because they’re worthless dung. But drugs aside, it’s way faster than the grocery store, and I don’t have to push a cart. Is there a Walgreen’s in your neck of the woods?
This method looks like it leaves a lot of room for error. Did any of you ever pop popcorn in the hearth this way? Did it taste better than microwave?
In the late 1970s, the powers that be decided that foreheads were only useful as a canvas to showcase bangs, and forehead skin should be hidden altogether. By the fall of 1979, most hip teens had followed suit and were ready freddy for school picture day.
Even Caucasion afros came forward. Baby, you make my love come down.
Often, blond boys were indistinguishable from blond girls.
Then there’s this style, which would later morph into the “He wants you, too, Malachi” style from Children of the Corn.
Fashion’s dictates did not exclude any creed nor color. Rules is rules.
This girl missed the memo. She thought Marcia Brady was still groovy. By January, she was being homeschooled.
Judge Reinhold got the memo, but he got it late. Bless his heart.
Covered foreheads made dudes look hot, like poor men’s Oak Ridge Boys. How did the ladies ever decide upon a suitor?
Coveted styles included The Future Domestic Violencer, The Camaro On Blocks, and The 7-11 Graveyard Shift.
But if the goal was to entirely cover the forehead, to the extent that one’s eyesight was in peril, then there could only be one victor. Steve Wagner, you were that man.
And lastly, I imagine this fella doesn’t mind the three ladies impressed by his skills.
Well-dressed workers flank a locomotive in the Illinois Central Railyard of Paducah, Kentucky, during the flood of 1913. I imagine the water was a tad unclean.
In this turn-of-the-century shot, these men were finishing paving Main Street in Watertown, Wisconsin. The pic was taken by Henry Bergman in 1900. A wider shot includes the foreman to the left. I think I’d prefer his job. Easier on the joints.
And these days? Well, they do it like this.
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