Picture of my great uncle Art's shop, dated 3/8/1915. Art had a glass eye that he used to take out and scare the hell out of us kids. I believe this was in Fletcher Oklahoma, At least that is where they lived when I was young. Art is the one on the right. I love this type of stuff.
If you were, I would think you would know it. First woman in history to break the sound barrier, was in charge of forming the W.A.S.P in wwii and I'm almost positive currently holds the highest number of aircraft related records of any aviator. lots of pictures of her with presidents, chuck yeager, amelia earhart etc.
How appropriate. I just scanned a cool picture a day or two ago. I lost my grandpa a few years ago. Recently my grandma and I started going through boxes and boxes of his old pictures. From his childhool, to days in the Army in WWII, to the post-war family era, etc... I'm working on scanning a lot of them. As a kid I didn't realize what a resource he was. Kids seem to take their grandparents for granted I guess Hell, I'm using a lot of his handed down tools to build my coupe right now. I almost feel like going through all of these pictures has changed me a bit. It really makes you feel connected to a person, even if you can't talk to them anymore. The stories are still there, just without words. Here's one I've managed to upload so far: - Matt
Cool pics! Ryan's too modest to mention it, but his Cochran family tree is loaded with notables who contributed to the man he is today: Eddie (from whom Ryan inherited his hair) ... Johnny (suaveness and oratorical skill) ... Wayne (fashion sense and dance moves) ...
Ryan, would you be considered Mr. C2 or Mr. C3? I'm trying to ascertain if you would be the grandchild or the great grandchild of top fuel drag racing...
I've got a few photos of my Grandfather taken during WWII. He was an airplane mechanic. My favorite is one with him in front of a P38 - the one with the shark mouth. Its kept inside his burial flag display box with several others tucked inside the folded flag.
My dad gave me, my brother and my sister each a big box of pictures I'd never even seen before for Christmas. I'm still going though those.
I worked with Gary Cochran in the '90's on two different jobs. He's retired now to Lake Havasu, Az. He would only talk about his racing if you asked him, otherwise you'd never know.
We lost Grandma Zoom about 2 weeks ago, scanned this. She worked at Eaton in Cleveland during WW2 building torpedoes. This picture was taken somewhere in upstate NY. Grandpa, Navy vet died 6 years ago. I have a pipe and a hat of his. One of those cars was theirs, have to find out which. What I would give for a time machine.
Great Photo Ryan. My Nan (85yo) has all the photos taken my her dad (my Great Grandfather) during WW1 My Great Grand Pop Alf
This thread is awesome. Love all those old pics. My family history is similar to Rashy's. I'll have to enjoy everyone else's photos. Roger, that photo of your Dad and airplane are very cool.
My most treasured family posession (right now I can think of) is my great grandpa's green glass tobacco jar (yes, it is clean). About 10 years ago I asked my grandparents to stop buying me socks and like because I would much rather have things of theirs they wanted me to have. It is yielded some great gifts better than any mall gift cards or cash. I will try to dig it out this weekend and snap a pic. Having roots and knowing about them is neat. I really try to appreciate it.
Thanks for the kind words Ryan.I really had a great time doing it. Pictures from the past can be so important.When my mother passed away in 87 I came across tons of old pictures while cleaning out her apartment.The problem was virtually NONE of them identified the people in them!So if you are going to leave people pictures.PLEASE mark them;preferably with pencil.It lasts much better than ink. My aunt who is 96 now and probably has more on the ball than most people I know was in the process of closing up her house in Jamestown NY and moving to Ocala FL to be near my sister.She was trying to give me all sorts of stuff and I told her the only thing I wanted was pictures of the family AS LONG AS THEY WERE MARKED! She wound up giving me a bunch of them which chronicles my father's side of the family back to around the Civil War.One picture in particular struck me and she told me the story behind it. The picture was of a gentleman standing beside an Indian motorcycle and was taken right after WWI(1918).The picture was of my great uncle(who died before I was born).He had purchased the bike after he returned from Europe(and the war),got married and every year he and his wife would ride the motorcycle from upstate Vermont to FLORIDA! The trip was nearly 1700 miles and took three weeks.I can only imagine riding a bike that distance in the early 1920's .There were few paved roads and NO interstates.Worse can you imagine riding on the BACK of a bike for that distance? I understand that he eventually got a sidecar for the Indian but it was mostly to carry their luggage!His wife still rode on the back. I was fortunate enough to make a trip to Vermont several years ago and stand exactly where that picture was taken.The building is still standing and in fairly good shape for it's age.I can't even describe the feeling that came over me. I'm also enclosing a picture of my grandmother and grandfather(who raised me)taken about 1910 with their first car:a 1903 Stevens-Duryea.A long story about that one.
Kool story Safariknut... My Dad used to ride an Indian too...early 30's I think...before he got married and had to give it up...here's a pic of his pride and joy taken in front of my grandmother's (Dad's) house in my Iowa hometown, before he got married...(no idea why the photo is crooked tho...!!!) And thanx Poverty flats...Dad loved anything mechanical... Note the Chevy coop in the background... R-
The photos you guys posted are great. Couldn't resist showing this one with my dad posing with his 36 Ford coupe I rode in to the hospital on the way to be born. Guess that's why I have an attachment to my coupe that I drive now. My dad never got to ride in my coupe....he went missing in Oct. 2000 on his way to get an inspection sticker on his car and has never been found.
This is a photo of my great, great grandfathers blacksmith shop taken in 1900. He isn't in the photo but the little fella is my great grandfather at age 3. The shop was in Canterbury rd, Surrey Hills, a suburb of Melbourne, Australia. More pics to come.
Pictures of my Dad's Dad working on Model As http://www.jalopyjournal.com/forum/showthread.php?t=212163&showall=1 - Joe
I've got a lot of my Grandpa Brown's old tools. He was an Electrical Engineer for "the war department"...worked in the Pentagon. He lived with me for a year after my folks moved away. It was the best time I ever spent with him. Here's a pic of my other Grandpa. The bottom pic is of him and my Grandma, the day Grandpa was released from the Navy in '46. They were married a few days later. The top pic is of my Grandfather and my mother, as my Grandfather left for his first day with the FBI. He worked for the FBI from 47 - 76. Somewhere around here I've got a pic of him with J. Edgar Hoover...
My Grandad ( Bob Geesling ) was a musician and played with lots of big name musicians in his day. His brother shined shoes while he played guitar and sang songs for tips at the railroad station in town when they were kids. They helped support the family doing this. This railroad station is where the incoming soliders came through going to perrin air force base. He wrote two songs that Patsy Cline recorded and owned a music store that my Grandmother still runs today. He bought a new black (very rare) J-45 Gibson guitar in 1968 and gave me the guitar when I graduated from high school. I wish this guitar could talk because it's played in little honkey tonks all over the country. Heres a picture with my Grandmother playing drums with him which she did from the mid 60's on.
with technology today, scan it and print it on good paper and send her the copy so she can have the pic also.. about the closest thing to a family pass down is an old harmonica my grandfather passed along to me. My dad has some old pic of him and his partner in front of their gas station in Eagle Rock Ca.
I forgot about a wheeled exploit in my family until reading this great history! My dads grandfather drove the Deadwood Stagecoach from Mobridge SD to Cheyenne Wyoming back it the wild west days. According to my unlce who is old enough to have known him he rubbed shoulders with the real folks you see portrayed on the HBO series Deadwood. I have been at a few old houses that were stage stops but have not come across any pictures showing him. There is a Deadwood Stage on Display at Crazy Horse Monument that MAY have been one he drove......might be the closest I get to anything from him.
My grandmother passed recently and we are cleaning up the old farm property. I was able to salvage my grandfather's old visible pump and the more "modern" Sinclair pump that he used until his passing in `88. I feel honored to have them. And here is a photo of him and my grandmother (3rd & 4th from the left) taken in 1927. Look at the message in the back window of the T...
Hey, I've a toy wheelbarrow, hand built from pipe, hand beaten tin, with a cast iron grain drill wheel ,for a wheel. The toy was built for my father, by my grandfather in 1929-30. The story goes my father had a store bought one that got crushed whereupon my granddad built this one. As a kid I remember seeing the wheelbarrow in the rafters of my father's garage, I was never allowed to play with it as a kid. Years later, when my father asked if there was anything from the old house I wanted I said "yeah, that old toy wheelbarrow your father built during the depression". Dad said he didn't think it was around any- more, hadn't seen it in years. My grandfather died in 1945 so I never got the chance to speak to him, but I'm told he was a major "car guy". He once powered a work shop door through an old Studebaker transmission, sheeze, and I wonder where I get it! All of his tools were stolen years ago, only pictures and stories now. My sprits were lifted one day a couple of years ago when my father called with the news that the toy wheelbarrow was , in fact still extant, and mine for the askin'. If I wasn't such a komputer retard, I'd post a picture! Swankey Devils C.c.
Very cool thread, love the old photos. I got boxes and boxes of old family photos when my mom passed last year, I have been scanning them and putting them on CD's for my brothers, and the rest of the generations to come. Time consuming, but very worth the time involved. Here are 3 that I like: my dad and 2 older brothers (little rascals ?), my grandmother and my dads 2 older brothers, and my grand father and girlfriend of the day (obviously not my grandmother as noted). I don't have any cool old shop type photos, dad and grandad were financial types, auditors and such. I do have some old ledger books, interesting to see they kept track of every penny spent and what things cost back when....
Well, I'm going to try and put in a inside picture of my Grandpa's garage. Car is a 31 Chevrolet, my Grandpa Eldred on the left, and his brother Weldon on the right. Taken in 1938, Bowler Wisconsin. Unibodyguy
O.K., The first one is my grandpa in L.A. around 1913. He's in front, Cory Barger(no relation to Sonny) in back This one is even earlier, I think around Rockville, Indiana This is his brother, also in Indiana And another one of his cycles He saved everything, in fact my whole family are "packrats" but the harleys slipped away.
wow ! this is for shure a cool thread . my grandfather ( doug ring ) on my fathers side was a test cricketer from '48 thru to '53 part of a team that was called the invincibles ( '48 ) here is a picture of him . he passed in 2003
My wife's from Newport,TN Her Daddy was Charlie Fine,I have a picture I will try to post where He & Maw are standing next to the '51 Mercury that was used back in the day for what Cocke county was famous for.I'll have to show her this pic you posted,most of her people still live in the area.
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