In reminiscing about a day during my teenage years during the summer of 1974, I am grateful to have these photos to remember some of the little things that are long forgotten.
In this photo from my teenage years, I was wearing my favorite clothes – a simple top with jeans. Pictures were seldom back then; however, my older brother Glenn took a few pictures of me.
This photo is one Glenn took of me in his bedroom. As you can see in the photo, Glenn had a Beatles poster. One of the first movies I saw, along with Glenn, was A Hard Day’s Night with the Beatles. Although I like some of their music, I was not a fan of theirs like Glenn was.
I am just noticing the green print on the wall of what looks like a house. It seems like he had an eight-track in there, too.
The mirror on the wall was something I believe Mom got from a woman who helped her clean and did laundry while Mom was pregnant with my sister when we lived in Worms, Germany. We lived on the third floor, and the laundry room was in the basement, so it was difficult for Mom to go up and down the stairs to do laundry while pregnant. Sometimes, I had to do the laundry and hang it on the inside clotheslines in the basement.
The floor lamp base was brass. Mom had a pair of table lamps that were much more comprehensive than the floor lamp.
Glenn took this photo of me in my bedroom. I don’t look too happy in the picture. My bookcase bed was one my parents bought second-hand within a few years of my birth. On the headboard, I kept photos of a few of my cousins, and it looks like a small candle was also there.
The rocker I am sitting was came from my grandparents’ house. The clock was one from my parents’ antique clock collection.
My eight-track player was neatly on a chest Mom had given me. My 45 records were on there, too, along with my Dutch wooden shoes. My record player is outside of the picture to the right of the 45 records.
At that time, many girls my age loved stuffed animals. One of the ones on my bed I won at a carnival in Fort Knox, Kentucky. Hanging by the window were my pom poms from being on the pep squad in Ocean Springs, Mississippi.
Certainly part of the good old days.
