Old photographs: Remembering the past

[Thunderhawk]

The first shot is of my beloved grandmother. She died many years ago. She is third row left. Someone many years ago wrote a #2 over her. The shot was taken in 1905.
First row left is aunt Elsie.

The second one is me at one year old before my first hair cut. And of course the third one is during the hair cut.

[MarcT]

I just love the 1920 hatfield picture. I called it that just because it looks like the Hatfield and McCoys . The small baby in the front is my dad. This picture and the neg6 I scan in from a big negitive's. I love the old pictures.

[wingspar]

Just found this thread. I’ve turned a few into digital. Can’t find the one I’m thinking of. My father was always taking trips and photos. This is from a trip before I was born. I can only guess at the date. Somewhere around 1940. It is a western red cedar stump near Arlington, Washington. Stump was preserved at the request of someone in 1922 according to the sign on the stump.

[Ellbee99]

Here is four generations of women on my Dad's side...sadly to say each of these women died early of pancreatic cancer. The woman seated on the left side is my Dad's mom...she died when my dad was only 20, the little girl is my beloved Aunt Ruth...whom I lost 3 years ago January.

The soldier is my dad in his Army uniform...does he look like Corp O'Reilly from MASH or what?! LOL

I have some other rather cute ones that I'll post it I can find them.

[jirka1]

This is me in the midle with a big shell - (diving club)- 29 years ago (old 10y)

[ames]

My grandfather recently gave me all his old albums, so I've been slowly scanning the photos. Can anyone recommend a negative scanner, that also can scan 120 or large 6x6 looking negatives?

Here's my mom, circa 1948


My grandmother and mom, circa 1947


My grandma... which on the back was written "My wife 21 years old, 2 months. May 18, 1947"


My mom in Carmel, CA 1960

[Sidebyte]

Pic taken by me of my Dad in 1975 in the Tehachapi Mountains, he was 75 at that time. My Dad spent most of his spare time in the Tehachapi's, he loved the mountains and wildlife. He started me hunting and learning gun safety when I was 9 years old. He had over 200 guns when he died, many one of a kind pieces. I spent many untold days with him in the mountains learning about animals, American Indians, geology, flora and fauna and respect for the earth.