From the Fortress of Solitude
I've decided to post a few pictures tonight from the baskets and baskets of old family photos occupying one end of the living room. If I'm lucky I'll live long enough to get them all posted before I leap over to the other side and meet these folks in person. They may look at me curiously, wondering who I am, but I'll sure know who they are by sight. That ought to put me in their good graces - hopefully.
Another picture taken down the long dusty gravel road leading to the Mattson homestead on the Montana plains. This picture was taken around 1945. From left to right, Linda, Luella, baby Marvin, Grandma Violet, John standing in front of his mother and Great Grandpa Mattson.
One of Luella's earliest baby pictures, 1939.
"Oh my gosh, that's my grandmother's chair!" Luella exclaimed when I showed her the picture before posting it. "I use to love sitting in that chair. It was so big and roomy and comfortable."
The pictures in the boxes are in no particular order (a real jumbled mess if you want to know the truth), so in my search of another old ranch picture to go with the two I wanted to post tonight, I found this picture of Kevin standing somewhere looking very modelistic (there you go, I've just coined a new word. You all have permission to use it without payment of a royalty). I thought it might be in the Black Hills but the mountains are wrong. I'm sure Kevin will send the correct location. I'm guessing this was taken in the late 1970's or very early 1980's.