Saturday, March 3, 2018

Oh the Memories

Oh yeah. Today was one of those days: laughter, tears and funny faces. This shot circa 1975 was poolside at the Langford hotel in Winter Park. My Dad was a hobbyist photographer and a saver (the nice word for pack rat). My brother, John, and I have been going thru Dad’s den. 

Let me tell you, we have found some gems. 

There is my brother with his B.B. gun wearing some sort of giraffe camo? He puts the special on special forces. 

And memories of Christmas with cousins — dinner at Aunt Suzanne’s in Ocala with the Wagner side.

And Dad and Auntie Gayla laughing together.

And so many pictures of me and John— 

Dad used to set up a tripod and take pictures of us. Hours of photos—I think this one was the onset of my photo allergy— just before the hives started making me itch. 

Oh what a wonderful life he had. 


  1. This is a nice way to reflect, feature, and "keep" some of the old photos you are uncovering.
    Check out your link, by the way. It is not copied properly- you have to go to the h in the previous line and copy and paste it to get here. And when I tried it the first time, incomplete, I ended up in a weird place. Maybe you can fix it :)

  2. Thanks for sharing these photo memories, Lee Ann. You have inherited your father’s artistic genes, which I’m sure you know.

    BTW, I shared a link that works below your original link.

    1. Thanks, Glenda! Working from my phone only has posed a few challenges.

  3. Always a fun yet tough walk through the memories! Love what you have uncovered! Be strong!