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Here, gathered in our beloved South Dakota, are a few members of our Williamson / Mattson Clan. Charles and Luella are to be blamed (be kind, they didn't know what they were doing). We're generally a happy bunch and somewhat intelligent (notwithstanding our tenous grasp on reality). I'm also proud to say that most of us still have our teeth.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

A Saturday with the Mattson Photo Album. 1975/76. Spearfish, South Dakota

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

It's a stormy day in Utah Valley.  Lightening, followed by the nearly forgotten sound of thunder,  kept me company as I scanned the following photographs from Aunt Bev's photo album.  Nearly forgotten sound of thunder because of our abnormally dry summer.

The storm has moved over the eastern mountains behind the Fortress.  The valley below is awash in color.  The air is clear!  The haze of multiple fires is gone.  It's the kind of day you're glad to be alive.

Today I'll share more photographs from Aunt Bev's photo album.  These photos were taken between 1975 and 1976.  Most were taken at the Mattson home in Spearfish, South Dakota.  A few were taken in Denver and a couple at Story Book Island in Rapid City, South Dakota.

The scanner's screen isn't wide enough to get the photos and all of Bev's handwritten descriptions.  What you see is usually enough to understand the snapshot.  I'll add captions to the photos missing her explanations.

Enjoy and thanks for reading!

Simply,
Victor
 












A great photo of Joseph and his daddy.

Grandma Mattson is standing in the background.  This photo was taken at Spearfish Park


Those pants shout the 1970's.  They might pass for fashionable today if worn as shorts.


Don't know where and don't know when.  





John and Bev bought Grandma and Grandpa's Mattson home in Spearfish.  That house has a special place in our hearts.  We visited Grandma and Grandpa often.  Kim and I would spend a week in that house in the summer.  Memories come flooding back when I see these pictures.  For instance, the glass in the window behind the Christmas Tree is wavy.  Grandma told me its because of age.  Its little things like that you remember.



Angie, Kirk, Gina and Joseph.  December 29, 1975

Bev's parents visiting.

I can remember many an hour spent in that kitchen talking to Grandma as she washed the dishes



Angie's 3rd Birthday

Joseph getting into the cake.  Kirk was not a happy camper.

Joseph with a mouthful of Angie's cake


Kirk's 7th birthday.  May 18, 1976



Joseph and his Daddy at Kirk's Birthday

Joseph, Angie and Baron, the best dog in the universe.

I like this picture.  Kirk with his prized catch from a Montana lake.  May 1976.






Storybook Island was near our house in Rapid City, South Dakota.  It was a small fairy tale land operated by the Rotary Club.

Angie pushed by Grandma Mattson at Storybook Island




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