Thursday, January 15, 2009

In the Wintertime We Go...

I realize this is supposed to be a "Photo Essay" but I can't help it, I like WORDS. As soon as I saw the icon for the 64th COG, I immediately remembered a poem from my childhood. I rushed to my Childcraft How and Why Library, volume 1 and there it was:

White Fields

by James Stephens

In the wintertime we go
Walking in the fields of snow;

Where there is no grass at all;
Where on top of every wall,

Every fence and every tree,
Is as white as white can be.

Pointing out the way we came
- Every one of them the same -

All across the field there be
Prints in silver filigree;

And our mothers always know,
By the footprints in the snow,

Where it is the children go.

I suppose I thought of this because who loves winter more than children? When we are young the excitement of a new snowfall makes getting bundled up until we can hardly move seem all worthwhile.

For the photo part of this photo essay, I have chosen some picture of my Mom and her brothers taken in Denver in 1942. I am so fortunate that my Grandfather not only took a lot of pictures as my Mom was growing up, but also labeled and dated them. These are re-creations of the pages in the albums rather than just scans of the pages. I have put in the captions just as my Grandfather had them.

Weren't they just adorable?

I sure hope my Mom hadn't just walked home from school in that outfit! Of course I remember wearing dresses to school in the winter - we weren't allowed to wear anything else. But we wore snow pants under the dresses and took them off when we got to school.

[This post was written for the 64th Edition of the Carnival of Genealogy hosted by Jasia at Creative.Gene]


  1. Great photos Diana, and as you welomed me, I welcome you, it's great to be here.

  2. Wonderful pictures with LABELS! I especially like the clothes hanging on the line too...and it was winter! Thanks for sharing friend.

  3. The poem was a great touch to your posting. Yes, I agree, that the children are adorable in these photos. Thank God for a grandpa who took time to label your photos!

  4. Hi all ~
    Thanks for the comments...yes I am very grateful that my Grandpa labeled the photos. I am also grateful that my Mom can help me decipher those labels. She knows who “Pinky” was, but future generations won’t. :-)

  5. What a lovely poem - and by the way there's a copy of the Childcraft encyclopedia in our school library where I teach today. I'm going to check it out Monday and seeif it still has that poem1
    Evelyn in Montreal


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