Boy, oh boy, do I love to get my hands on the perfect picture! One so good, you don't even have to put words with it to tell a story! This one, hooo boy, does it speak to you? To me it makes me remember all of those roadside attractions we stopped at during my childhood. We traveled Route 66 a lot, and it didn't really matter where we were going. It was the trip and not knowing what was around each curve!
My parents took a trip back to California when I was 2, it was 1954 so I really don't remember it other than seeing these pictures a million times. Mom's family lived there, all except her Mom and Dad who lived in Arkansas. They actually went with us on the cross country trip. That's 6 people in that car you see behind them... HOW did they do that?
All along the way, they never passed up a chance to take a picture. Approximately 1800 miles and dozens of stops along the way to take advantage of a photo op! Mom's hobby was photography, she called it Kodaking!
I look at these pictures and I see it was hot summertime, you know they didn't have ac in cars then. Wow.
Mom and Dad were a good match, she loved stopping for pictures and he loved stopping to try out cafes. He used to call it "local flavor," he was afraid he'd miss something good!
Taken somewhere, 1957, I'm not sure since Mom didn't write on the back. It most likely was a Sunday drive, we did those a lot. Probably the Ozark mountains behind us. Memories for later, now it's later.
Thanks for the memories Mom and Dad!
*Thanks to daughter Stephanie for taking that great shot of the Blue Whale. You are proudly carrying on the Kodaking tradition!