I was a Tomboy once. That could have been me on the left in the pink. I climbed every tree in the neighborhood. My favorite was a monkey tree on the University of Puget Sound campus in Tacoma (WA). I lived about 10 blocks away and would bike there whenever I could. Mishaps were inevitable.
"The Young Tomboy" (ca. 1900)
I fell out of another tree when I was six years old, puncturing the bottom of my foot on something hard. Billie, one of my playmates, had just returned from boy scout camp and knew everything there was to know about first aid. He ripped his white tee shirt off, wrapped it around my foot, draped my arm over his shoulder, and walked me home. ~~Swoon~~ I have been a hopeless romantic every since.
"Seaside Sunbeams" (1894)
(Underwood & Underwood/Jarvis/Littleton)
(Underwood & Underwood/Jarvis/Littleton)
I love the title "Seaside Sunbeams." It was too faded to read at first, but another stereoview online in better condition solved the mystery, and also gave the exact date. I am reminded of Point Defiance Beach as a girl in Tacoma. I liked to see how far I could travel jumping from one piece of drift wood to the next without touching the sand. Ever do that?
"Bobbing Party" (ca. 1900)
"Heavy Load" (ca. 1890s)
"Good Friends" (ca. 1900)
Good friends. Who are they really? For me, a good friend is someone who loves me unconditionally, in my best of times and worst of times. Emerson wrote: "I didn't find my friends; the good God gave them to me." I like that, too. Friends are a blessing, a gift from God. How about you? What does friendship mean to you?
Copyright 2013 © Sharon Himsl [stereoviews from Gravseth family archive]
Sharon M. Himsl
Writer/Author. Blogging since 2011.
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