Today’s Favorite Things Friday is actually a three-fer. Old photos, old notes, and old tins.
My real topic is vintage photos, specifically, this one of a Midwestern homestead with a funny note on the back. I love looking at old pictures: imagining the drama behind the moment captured in the photo, wondering what happened just before or after the photo was snapped, wondering where the subjects are now, imagining how the photo landed in my possession and pondering whether anybody misses it.
I’m drawn to old photos at estate or thrift sales. I can’t help but look at them and feel a little sad about somebody’s memories ending up in a dusty bin to be pawed over by strangers. Sometimes I make more positive assumptions…I think to myself that maybe these are somebody’s outtakes after whittling down a collection, that there are better versions of the same scenes lovingly framed or scrapbooked somewhere.
I sometimes find photos (or notes) tucked into used books that I buy. These are often my favorites, because someone saved that particular photo for a reason and I try to puzzle out what that might be. I use my collected photos for inspiration and meditation. A snapshot can be a starting point for a story or an endpoint, or it might simply help to give characters shape and definition in my mind’s eye. But I don’t mean to imply that all the old photos I have serve some function. Many I keep just because I love them and can’t bear to imagine them untethered in the universe. I try to be a good custodian and find good homes for them at my place or with friends who have similar sensibilities.
I keep my favorite photos in a tin, tucked into books, pinned on my bulletin board, or taped onto mirrors like Sally Jane Freedman did on my favorite cover of that Judy Blume book.
There are many awesome photos in my tin, but the one I’m calling your attention to today is especially great because of the text on the back (other people’s correspondence is another one of my favorite things).
I’m guessing this photo dates from the 1930s. I like it when photos have dates and names and locations, but this one has something even better: a hilariously deadpan personal note. It speaks for itself in spidery, careful handwriting:
My Dear Sister & Bro:
Well Jennie here is our residents barn & corn crib on our farm, isn’t the house comical. The pin Lillian swallowed must of come thru allright. Dr. said it should of come the third day. Sophie watched her stool but Dr. said she should have strained it to be sure of finding it. Sophie didn’t do that. She seems just like always, just loves to tease Marion. Fred, Ma & I are going out to Schnorrs this P.M. His funeral is tomorrow at M.E. in Perry, isn’t it too bad.
with love from Millersville, Kathryn
many thanks for the papers
Isn’t that ridiculously fantastic? After I paid for the picture, I read it aloud and I could see the shopkeeper thinking he should have charged more or kept it for himself. Too bad!
I’m attracted to old photos for all kinds of reasons: interesting architecture, vintage merchandising/shops, fun clothes, compelling facial expressions, favorite scenes. I love pictures of people reading, people with pets, and children with beloved grownups. I also love photos that happen to have vintage items that I own shown in their original era. Sometimes the note on the back is more compelling than the photo itself, but today’s photo and note are so much nicer together. What made the house comical? How can a photo be so…deadpan? What did Lillian look like? Did she really pass the pin? So many mysteries to contemplate.
PS: This post features another favorite: old tins. I have a lot of them. I will save them for another post. But know that they hold many treasures.
PPS: These pictures include three other favorites. Those who know me well, what are they?