An old photograph that captured a moment in time, insignificant to others who may look at it.
Snow in the background, obviously a cold day and a little girl with somewhat of a “pained” look on her face. Was it from the hat tied too tightly under her chin or the straps on her Mary Jane shoes causing discomfort? No mittens?
Or something more?
As the subject matter on that January day in 1949, I can still recall what I was thinking…and feeling. Old photos are funny that way. We can forget so many things but one image can transport us back in time in a matter of seconds. In that background was my father, scolding me to stop wiggling around while my mother took pictures with her Brownie camera. I was cold, my hands were freezing, my ankles hurt and I remember how that little woolen hat was rubbing under my chin.
And…I had to go to the bathroom!
The photo session ended, I was abruptly removed and replaced to the back seat of my father’s car, to be lectured from the front seat, that I would never again be allowed to drink a n y t h i n g before a Sunday, or any, family expedition.
From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Throwback Thursday! Find an old photo and share the backstory! Oddly enough, when I pulled up this photo for the writing prompt, memories just came flooding-in. My mother purchased the coat and hat set I wore from Arnold Constable, a long-ago, favorite, department store in our town. I despised the outfit…especially the leggings that came with it…all made of the itchiest wool known to man. At least it seemed that way to me.
