I like looking at old 'family' photos. I like looking at the hairdos and clothes, not to mention if there is any old background scenery. Just very cool!
My Mother was a happy go-lucky individual. My Dad was still in the Army and we had it pretty good in those days. The 50's were the best. We were finally out of WW II and Korea by the early 50's and people were mostly back at work. Inflation, I believe was low, my parents told me that Ike was a popular President and actually lived in Gettysburg and that for the most part, people were happy. No racial issues that I can remember and we didn't have to be politically correct about everything.
The older lady in the picture lived to be 98 and she was the sweetest lady that I ever knew beside my Mother. She was never married and my Dad meant her at a Dutch restaurant. She was a cook and lived in a little shack-like house with no running water or a bathroom. She had a pump house out back and an outhouse to use as a bathroom. My Dad felt bad for her and brought her home just before my Mother had me. She willingly took on the role as my nanny at nights because she said she wanted my Mother to get her sleep. My Mother told me in later years that Martha used that as an excuse to pay her way, but mostly because she wanted to be close to me. Her and I stayed friends right up to her death and I had a child of my own at that time. And by the way, she was one heckuva' cook and even taught my Mother how to can.