Betsy McCall has been with me for over fifty years. How we managed to not part ways in all of those years is beyond me. She recently needed a few repairs. One knee is no longer flexible and she needs to be propped up. Considering, I think she looks great and I love her sweet and wholesome appearance.
Like the palm trees our roots grew deep in the desert. So therefore we are a bit nostalgic today.
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For this challenge we have been encouraged to share something that represents Off Season to us. Krista mentions that we are free to interpret this theme loosely. So, I would say, that’s just what I am doing. In the early sixties I was in junior high. I went to Nellie N. Coffman Junior High School in Palm Springs, California. A good friend from that time recently posted a picture of us. It was one that I didn’t have, so it was fun to reminisce. It turns out that I have had a book about Nellie Coffman and so I put the following together. It was a time that is no more.. a season in my young life.
I may be stretching it a bit here, but it’s what came to me, and besides here’s some good information on Nellie right here.
I have previously shared that I like to collect postcards. It is not an obsessive hobby and there have been times in life that I did not bother with them. I will call it a casual hobby. I do participate with Postcrossing and it is so much fun to receive postcards from other countries. Along with this I also have a deep appreciation for vintage postcards. Life for me began in the community of Palm Springs, California, the year of 1951. I am a vintage along with the cards… Here and there I have picked up postcards of Palm Springs.
I looked up the population for 1951 and it was around 45,000
I found these in an antique store recently in Silverton, Or. I graduated from Palm Springs High School in 1969. Many years of my life were primarily in desert communities around Palm Springs. On Christmas Day it will be a year that we have lived in Oregon. Yesterday, we had a new experience in a large city. The hustle and bustle of city life is not for me, but I can appreciate sight-seeing and capturing what I can with my camera.
A window view of where we spent our day.
Life began for me here in this city of Palm Springs, California in the early fifties. Over to the left of this photo where it says the Plaza Theater, is where I got one of my first jobs as a cashier. It brings back many memories of really hot days in this desert town. It was more like a quiet pueblo back then. There was no hustle and bustle during the heat of the day. My mother worked in a store right around the corner from the theater, where I would often go to spend time with her. Today, as I go down memory lane it brings me to look back at my experience here at WordPress. My first days were shaky and I was insecure as I began to share with my limited skills in writing and photography. A few years have passed now and at times I have questioned what my purpose was here and felt a bit inferior. Whenever that notion set in, it has usually resulted in giving up,or giving in to a defeatist attitude. Today, as I ponder, I look at all of the many wonderful people and animals, that I have gotten to know through each blog. They have brought smiles and inspiration my way. To you newer acquaintances I say “WELCOME” and to those of you that I am getting to know, I say”THANK YOU.” I am still learning and growing and now trying to find my way in the world of writing. I am simple in thought and in a world of plastic or paper, honesty and transparency are qualities I hope to always possess. Thank you friends for allowing me to be a part of your blogging experience.