January 3, 2013

Mom & Dad

Insty links to some very cool pictures of a 1940s dance in Oklahoma.

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My Dad met my Mom in Oklahoma in the 1940s. I grew up on stories about "rolling up the rugs." After the USO closed, a large crowd would show up at Grandmother & Grandfather's house, where they would roll up the rugs and dance for several hours.

Though these Farm Security Administration photos look a million years old, and the UK Daily Mail presents them as what people from outer space might look like, I suspect these scenes would have been pretty commonplace to my folks.

Yes, I am still a spring chicken, but I was the youngest child of late bloomers (Dad at least). The generations quickly disappear into ancient history in my family.

Posted by John Kranz at January 3, 2013 1:37 PM

And those kids sleeping on the bed (click through) are my father's generation.

Posted by: johngalt at January 3, 2013 2:55 PM | What do you think? [1]