Yesterday I was outside talking to my neighbor across the street and a car stopped behind me and the driver said my name. I turned around and it was an old lady who I didn't recognize at first, and she handed me four pictures of me from about 1987 when I was about 12. Here's one of them:
I loved those sneakers (Nike Meadow Supreme; got them in 1986) but they only lasted for about a year (holes wore through the soles). I tried patching the holes with rubber cement but it didn't last.
I loved that coat too. It was made out of duck canvas; very durable.
The puppy was mine; I named him Jake. I'd just gotten him when that picture was taken. He was a hound of some sort; mostly Beagle I think. The older dog is Elmer, who belonged to my neighbor, who took the picture. Elmer was a little older than me, so from my perspective he'd always existed, and he lived to be 21 or 22 years old. He was a Beagle / Treeing Walker mix (Treeing Walkers look like overgrown Beagles to begin with), which made him bigger than a typical Beagle (kind of like a Harrier), but he was 100% hound and was a great rabbit dog. Having longer legs than a typical Beagle helped him when hunting in deep snow.
When you stumble across old pictures of a prior time in your life it can really be bitter sweet. I was visiting my mom and look at all the old family photo albums and had to stop because the sentimental thought for times long gone actually broke my heart a little
I can see your point of view. It can beat you up good when you see photos of loved ones who are long passed, couples that divorced, relatives that had legal or financial or addiction problems.
Yes, I recognized her after she handed me the pictures. I own the house I grew up in and she's always been my neighbor (she lives two houses up the street from mine). Despite knowing her my whole life, I've never known her well because she usually stayed in her house and always seemed standoffish to me. It's her husband who I know well, because when I was a kid he was outside a lot, working on his motorcycle and lawnmower, and target practicing with his bow and arrow, and I'd always stop and talk to him when I saw him outside when I was a kid. He took me hunting and fishing quite a few times, and he's the one who took the pictures (and Elmer was his dog).
He was in the car with her (front passenger seat) when she stopped, but I didn't see him at first. I also suspect that he has age-related mental deterioration at this point (such as Alzheimer's), because he looked kind of dazed and didn't say anything at all to me, which is completely out of character for him. The last time I saw/spoke to him was in 2020 and he was his usual self then, but a lot can change in 4 years. He's now 87 years old and she's 83. She seemed perfectly fine though and actually looks quite a bit younger than her age. If I didn't know better I would guess she was about 70. She was beautiful when I was a kid, and so was her daughter, who looked just like her.
Quite the story. I like hearing stories like this. Thanks for sharing.
Archery, huh? My dad was an archer. At one time, he owned his own archery range. I think carp-shooting was his favorite outdoor activity because it got him out on the water, and of course, archery was his favorite hobby.
Yeah, he was an avid hunter (and fisherman). He even hunted red deer in Africa one time. Here in Maine, and probably in other states too, there's a separate archery season for hunting deer, so you can get an extended deer hunting season if you're an archer:
He rarely, if ever, failed to get his deer each year.
He used to target practice with his bow while standing on the roof of his house with the target being on his lawn, to simulate being in a tree stand. Point of aim relative to where the arrow hits is different when a high-to-low angle is involved, so that helped him prepare for archery season.
Minnesota has the same rules for deer season - one season for gun hunters, and one for bowhunters. My dad went deer hunting every year, no matter what the weather. He didn't use a tree stand. He preferred what he called "drive-hunting." He and his hunting partners would walk through the woods to drive out the deer. No, he didn't get a deer every year, but he got one often enough to satisfy him. Both my sons went on plenty of hunting trips with him.
He also modified his fishing boat, adding a stand so he could get a better angle for shooting carp.
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On the other hand, the title of this thread is "Pictures I didn't know existed," which is exactly what my post is about, and includes a link to one of those pictures. And my post is advertising nothing, obviously.