Deborah Lundbech's photos with the keyword: 1964

My brother Nicholas, 8 years old, and me, age 10. Fall, 1964. Is that bunny on the roof anatomically correct?

Ruth and me - with my habitual unattractive squint into the sun and wearing that hated coat again. Mike 8y Don't forget, one sock at half-mast!!? ;) Richard Eric 8y You were correct about that coat. A character-builder, for sure. scientific country (deleted) 8y Like someone auditioning for the Sound of Music, very sweet. Bad luck on that coat by the way Deborah Lundbech 8y OK, Abaraphobia - I wasn't going to list ALL the pathetic things about me but yes, the half mast sock and while we're at it, the trodden down shoes and the damn bangs or fringe cut by my mother -as usual crooked and way too short! Richard Eric - "I know, right?" (As everyone seems to be saying these days.) Deborah Lundbech 8y Celia - do you mean the part where the Captain asks where Maria got her clothes - and Maria says from the poor donation box - and he says "What about the coat?" and she says "The poor didn't want this coat." Well, I've fumed about it already in another photo so I'll move on now! Forgiveness is a good thing. Richard Eric 8y You survived it brilliantly. Fevan51 8y Lovely old Rayleigh church. I went to Sunday school here. Had a wonderful Sunday school teacher who had a deformed hand. He told bible stories so well. Wish I had told him that at the time. I remember Ruth's coat with the bobbles. What was the occasion? Do you remember? Deborah Lundbech 8y It is a lovely old church - they used stones from the old castle on Rayleigh Mount as part of the building material. I think it dates from the 14th century - at least part of it. The first time I ever realized that gravestones had people buried underneath was on a walk with your mum in this graveyard. The whole notion seriously freaked me out. I'm still bitter about Ruth's awesome bobble coat so I can't comment on it. : ) I think we might have been to the market across the street (remember that?) And I think my mother took the picture.

Me, Nicholas. The Pagoda, Kew Gardens, 1964

Ruth, me, Frances. Me, in a fantastic poodle sweater knit by my mother, and all of us in our fuzzy indoor slippers - a staple of English females. Ruth Brown 8y: I think this is the only picture I have seen showing the outside of that "oh so wonderful" house!! Deborah Lundbech 8y: haha. yep, I've got a few more, too. Also pictures taken in the back garden. Fevan51 8y: How I hated that house! Guess that explains my pose and attitude. Did we actually have matching slippers? Deborah Lundbech 8y: No, I don't think so. They were just those standard slippers with fuzzy tops that all 1960s English females had.

Newly arrived from England. This is Stony Neck in Connecticut. Or Hammonasset Beach.

Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "Piers or docks". My neighbor Frances and me in 1964, just before our families emigrated to the States. Photo taken in Southend, Essex, with the "Longest Pier in the World" in the background. Southend Pier was over a mile long, it had a train that took you to the end, and a "palace" with different entertainments through the years. We often went to the end on the train, but never made it to any of the shows. There are other photos of the pier in my Brocksford Avenue album, if you're interested, en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southend_Pier

Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of: AMUSEMENT PARKS Showing "The World's Longest Pier" (one mile long) in the background, and the seafront Amusement Park with the ferris wheel and the "Bumper Cars" sign visible. We used to love taking the train to the end of the mile long pier. Some other examples of the Southend amusement park for younger kids, Peter Pan's Playground, below. (1958).

Southend Pier in the distance. 1964.

Southend, 1964

My brother and I, June 1964. Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "Farms". Uncle Leo and Aunt Mollie's farm, Ballycoog, Wicklow, Ireland. My mother's stepmother - my Nana - was from Ireland originally, and my mom spent some summer holidays there when she was growing up, with Nanas friends and family. This was a goodbye visit to those people, as we were about to emigrate to the States. On a funny note - I just got a call from a woman in Dublin, Ireland who wanted to use this photo in a brochure. I said yes. She's sending me the brochure when it's done - hope I don't regret it.

: ) Wicklow, Ireland. 1964

Brought forward (again) and catching up (late again) for the Vintage Photo Theme Park theme of: DOLLS We had recently arrived from England and our toys, shipped earlier, had not yet cleared Customs. We moved upstairs from another English family who had come 7 years earlier - they became our "relatives" and their daughter, "my cousin" who was 3 years older gave me these dolls. But I did the dressing up! I am ten years old here. Brought forward for the Vintage Photos Theme Park theme of "children with toys."

The Lundbechs, the Browns, the Jamiesons and the Greenings - all English immigrants - we used to meet here several times a month and bond over memories of Marmite, stony beaches and everything that was good and sensible and was now lost to us. Moving to a new culture is overwhelming even when you speak the same language. Challenging times but an incredible amount of great, fun times together too..