THINGS IN THE WAY

 

We tend not to save faulty photos, or use means at hand to tidy them up so I didn’t have all that many “in the way” photos to share, but I did find a few.

Smoke gets in your eyes.  The smoke from our little picnic fire hid my brother wearing a dark shirt in this 1953 photo.

In 1954 Mom was taking a picture of me, my Dad, my two sisters and brother posing atop Sonora Pass on our way from Pinecrest Lake to Lake Tahoe, not realizing the film used to take the photo before this one of me getting a haircut, had not been rolled forward resulting in a double exposure with my haircut getting in the way of the Sonora Pass photo, and that photo getting in the way of my haircut! 

Whoever was taking this picture got in the way, via poor camera centering, of our heads in this 1957 photo taken during a car wash to raise funds for our youth group.

If it weren’t for my youngest sister’s head in the way, I might be able to tell what I was serving the family for dinner in my apartment for my Mom’s 46th birthday in 1964.  I know it was something good, but I can’t remember what it was. J

He wasn’t necessarily in the way, but the cute little guy on the right snuck into the Easter photo I was taking of my son and two daughters in 1979.  I had no idea who he was but he wouldn’t move and I didn’t want to hurt his feelings so I just went ahead and took the picture.

The audience is often a problem when one is trying to take a picture of those onstage.  This was part of my 75-voice elementary school chorus performing in 1985.  My Dad took the picture.  I wish he’d stood out in the aisle to take it, but oh well.

In 2003 at a football game I asked a granddaughter to show me her pompom and she showed it to me all right – right in front of her face!

I got a better shot after asking her to hold it out rather than up. J

The crowd at these games was interesting.  There was a small section of bleachers for those who wanted to sit in the stands.  Otherwise, everyone else parked their vehicles around the field and either sat on the tailgates of their trucks, or got out folding beach or patio chairs to sit in – many bringing along picnic dinners to eat while watching the game.  Different and fun.  When the home team did something good, folks honked their horns.  It could get rather noisy!

:->

La Nightingail

P.S.

So on Thanksgiving we did, indeed, cross those bridges I mentioned last week & had a lovely family get-together at our youngest daughter’s place – including, since the weather was so nice, eating our Thanksgiving dinner out on her deck and I took pictures.  Unfortunately, I was using my daughter’s smartphone to take those pictures and unused to using her smartphone camera, my thumb got in the way.  Fortunately, in another way, that meant they qualified for this week’s Sepia challenge! J



P.P.S. - The gal in this photo is the little girl who held the pompom in front of her face!  :[]  She's now a college graduate and working in the medical field.

Comments

  1. KristinNovember 28, 2025 at 1:02 PM

    That's funny about the mystery boy getting into your family photo. He looks like he belongs there.
    I probably have many photos with bottle of ketchup, bottle of pop and other table things taken after meals when the family gathered. Never noticed until afterwards.

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  2. Barbara RogersNovember 29, 2025 at 6:28 AM

    Loved seeing these. My favorite was the one at the ball game…with the Pom Pom to the side of course…but also just hearing about how the home team did “tailgating!”

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  3. MargaretNovember 29, 2025 at 11:25 AM

    It amazes me the number of people that collect double exposures. I also love this post as it shows you serving up dinner as a young lady, the adorable grandchildren snaps, and then them grown up and serving you dinner. Makes me happy.

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  4. PeterDecember 1, 2025 at 5:56 AM

    What a beautiful collection of photos that others might have thrown away. Thankfully, not everyone feels that way! I enjoyed reading your blog!

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  5. Mike BrubakerDecember 1, 2025 at 2:48 PM

    You made me laugh! Several times! I think you got all the classic photoflubs. It seems odd how the double-exposure, once a common frustration with cameras, has disappeared. Now in the day of smart phones its origin and weird effect are forgotten. But I'm glad to see that the old thumb on the lens trick is still alive!:—)

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