Slice of Life Vol. 82
I’m not sure where many of these pictures were taken, but they are interesting.
I’m not sure where many of these pictures were taken, but they are interesting.
Some pictures of Bob Hope’s trip to Boone for the opening of the Mamie Doud Eisenhower Birthplace.
I was a ringbearer in my aunt Lori and uncle Roger’s wedding. Hence the sweet brown tux.
Not many in this negative collection wanted to scan.
Some randomness in this collection.
Images from Pufferbilly Days and the Boone First United Methodist Church highlight this collection.
The 1385 highlights this collection. I believe that house is just south of Luther. I’ve always loved that house, but I think it might just be wasting away now.
In this collection there is a picture of a train bridge that used to be east of Boone. As a child I always wondered how such a pathetic looking bridge was able to hold a train.
I show off the pure, raw athletic ability that would have made me an all-conference performer if I hadn’t spent my high school years concentrating my studies on becoming a trombone virtuoso*. By virtuoso, I mean last chair.
Some pretty sweet pictures of my uncles not wearing shirts in this volume! I wonder how long that flag pole lasted because it couldn’t have been too many more years before they built the addition to the high school that destroyed Blair Park.
A lot of things can be said about the Bennetts, but after witnessing some of these pictures, our fashion sense will never be called into question again.
These pictures come from the following folder: Backup/Old My Pictures/Slice of Life These pictures are my Dad’s pictures that I scanned a very long time ago. Next week’s folder will be: Backup/Old My Pictures/Sports
I think the picture of the firefighter smoking a cigarette is one of my new all-time favorite photos.
Some train pictures in this collection.
I’m not sure who anybody is in these Halloween costumes, but I don’t remember Halloween costumes being so swanky back in the day. I believe the car pictures are of an old car that sat in Lowell’s grandpa’s yard.