Canoe, Atlanta, Georgia, May 21, 2010
Three years ago tonight we rehearsed getting married and then shared a lovely dinner with many of our nearest and dearest on the banks of the Chattahoochee. A lot has changed since then — these days we have an adorable dog, shorter hair and better jobs, and Jon wouldn’t be caught dead wearing pleated pants — but we’re still as weird and nerdy (respectively) as this photo would have you believe.
January 3, 2004, Atlanta, Georgia/January 4, 2013, New York, New York
Although slightly belated, this post had to happen once I came across the picture on the left earlier tonight. That was taken at Abby‘s 21st birthday shindig at her parents’ house lo those many years ago. At right, we have a picture taken roughly three weeks ago up in New York at Abby’s 30th birthday bash. What a difference nine years makes, huh? (A camera flash that doesn’t wash us out helps too.)
BONUS: Check out what Abby instagrammed in honor of our 25 years together:
Hiram, Ohio, 1950
Hi everybody! Long time no see. Dad (aka Jimmy, pictured above) got himself a slide scanner for Christmas, so there should be quite a few gems of this caliber going up on the blog in weeks and months to come… hopefully I’ll be able to stick with it now that I’ve taken a bit of a holiday hiatus. Happy 2013, folks!
America, November 4, 2008
For the last election — my first to vote in person — I made an aspirational Blue State Blue Velvet cake, inspired by the Obama-centric blog Yes We Cake (which later featured my creation). Georgia didn’t go blue — surprise — but the country did. I’m hoping for the same outcome this time around. Four more years!
Charlottesville, Virginia, 1970
This was my dad’s senior year of college at UVA. Mom had finished up her undergrad at Wake Forest earlier in the year and was now working on a master’s degree in Charlottesville. I like how unmistakably seventies Mom’s outfit is, and I find it hilarious how much 1971 Dad looks like my brother.
My parents’ first house in Atlanta, 1975 or 1976
Needless to say, mom and dad didn’t have kids yet.
Hiram College, Hiram, Ohio, winter 1949
When my dad was born in 1949, my grandpa was finishing up his Ph.D. and teaching chemistry at Hiram College in Ohio. I guess these are the kinds of things you do with babies when you are an academic/amateur photographer? Awesome. (Please note the kitty patches on the knees of little Jimmy’s overalls.)
Jimmy B. Reeves, May 13, 1934 — September 10, 2012
My mom’s Uncle Chub — my great uncle, and my Grandma Jean‘s only sibling — passed away a week ago yesterday. I was traveling and couldn’t make it to his service on Friday, but I immediately thought of the photo above that I’d come across in my digging and figured I would share it (and others, below) this week in his memory. I’m not sure when or where these were taken, but they are awesome. Rest in peace Uncle Chub, and tell Grandma and Grandpa hello for us.
Elks Lodge, Johnson City, Tennessee, September 1, 1972
Colonial Heights, Kingsport, Tennessee, September 2, 1972
Dad sneaked me a few slides to have scanned in the run up to his and mom’s anniversary — these are some of my favorites from the festivities. Perfection.
The McDonald’s on Roswell Road near Wieuca, Atlanta, November 1984
My previous post of a photo from this day got such a great response that I felt like I should round out the set of tiny, tubby Kathleen in a full Mickey Mouse sweatsuit (with contrast piping — so hip) making amusing faces. Anyone who has known me for any amount of time knows that the face I’m making in the second photo means I am concentrating VERY HARD on the task at hand — staying upright. Pretty much everyone in my family has a similar version of that face. Variations on a theme (of sticking out one’s tongue to increase focus).
I love the old-school McDonald’s playgrounds. I don’t remember the Grimace cage being quite so scary as it is on this site that documents Playlands of yore, but I do remember quite a few of these playset pieces from back in the day. I’ve definitely recently seen a faded old Chief Big Mac chillin’ in a yard near the Braves stadium — I should go check it out and take pictures.