It's a character flaw of my generation. We Baby Boomers think the world began with us. We had cars and cheap air travel, so we assume we were the first generation to really travel. We weren't, and I'm always amazed at how much earlier generations roamed the world. I have no idea where this picture was taken, but it sure as hell wasn't Pittsburgh.
Well, maybe not angry. Perhaps glum would be a better description. One of the things I've noticed in my years of collecting old photographs is that in older photos, many people don't know how to pose. They are often stiff and rarely show emotion. How to pose must be a learned skill.
I've run out of snow photos. Written on the back, "Jan. 1948."
I like the lady on the left. She has chosen style over winter warmth. Now that's commitment.
Well, I don't really know if the weather is bad everywhere, but it is bad in Los Angeles. I can't make up my mind. Does this kid look happy to be outside in the snow?
There's bad weather over most of the United States. Is the man in white trying to blend in? A hunter, perhaps. I feel sorry for the cat that's following him through the snow. Dogs will go anywhere, but the poor cat was probably wondering why he wasn't inside, curled up somewhere warm.
