Friday, September 6, 2013

Getting To Know Me


A couple more photos from the 'time vault' this week.


This first one was my graduation from high school.
I remember this evening so well. I took my grade 12
in a private Catholic school in Dartmouth 
(the city across the harbour from Halifax). 

It was a very small high school and there were only
15 or so students in my class. Every one knew each other 
very well as they had been together since primary.

So in walks this new kid from Halifax!! 
This year was so good for me personally. I had to really
step outside the box socially and get to know new people
and learn to fit into this very tight group of kids.
I did okay and I enjoyed this year a lot. I grew up a bit.

I am with Dad in the photo above. Also there with me
was my grandmother, sister Jo-Ann, and best friends
John and Mike from Halifax.
My mother had been a very serious car accident a few months
 before and was not able to attend.


This would be me three years later. What can I say!
Other than I was so relieved to just let my hair go where it wanted!!
LOL!  I was glad it was the late 60's and really liked 
what was happening around me....politically and socially.
This period brought about major changes in our society/culture,
changes that were way overdue.

Amazing how times change during one's lifetime.





26 comments:

  1. Love both pics... the last one, so fitting for those years!!!. Fitting into a new school, quite daunting I would think, your character, inner strength, sense of humour and all other wonderful attributes would be there as you adapted. Waiting for the next chapter in your life. Greetings to all, Jean

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    1. You are right Jean, that year in a new school had very positive effects on me.
      Next chapter......coming soon.

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  2. Look at you looking all cool and hippie-ish! I love that image. You just gotta love the 60s :)

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    1. I really looked like a hippie and I got a lot of grief for doing so from the general public. But luckily I was not alone and weathered through it till that look became acceptable.

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  3. Hahahahahaha, quite the contrast! So did your Dad shit a brick when you turned hippy and let your hair grow wild?

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    1. Oh yes he did!! He wouldn't let up! And either would I!!!

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  4. What a difference three years make! Great clicks from the archives, Jim.

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    1. It was like day and night actually Pat....at least as far as appearance goes. I stayed pretty much the same through it all.

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  5. This "Hair World" was about to descend upon the small university Town of Wolfville.

    Oh my God, who is that hunka hunka burnin' love!?

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  6. You look so prim and proper for graduation, but I think the "wild child" look suited you best. Of course, all of my boys had their "long hair" days, so it looks better to me.
    Have a good day, now!

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    1. Yes Sharon I was pretty 'straight' looking for a while! Then something happened.......

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  7. This second shot definitely looks like the 60's which I remember well. VEry Well... thought we looked normal then, but now, not so sure. LOL. Great shares of these photos and so fun looking back in the TIME VAULT

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    1. Jeanne, you REALLY remember the 60's?? Honestly? lol

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  8. Great pictures. What a contrast. Who would have imagined!

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    1. My parents didn't that's for sure!!
      You wouldn't believe what I went through to keep my hair straight before I 'let it go'! Then again, maybe you would, Mitch!

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  9. I dig that hair. It's groovy.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. I had the greatest (natural) Afro for a white guy.....I went to the Bahamas in '72 and the native Bahamians thought I was from one of the 'islands'. I loved my hair!!
      Have a great weekend Janie!

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  10. Amazing transformation, Jim! But where are the love beads?

    The sixties were a very fun time for young people. Young people pushed for change in radical ways, but you are right. Change was needed. It was a revolution of youth and we got it done.

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    1. We sure did Liz! Wonder when the next big change will come?

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  11. I love to hear of the adventures people have over their lives. The many incarnations of themselves along the way. The changes in themselves and in society. Life is amazing if you let it be.

    Let's see, when that first photo was taken I would have been still in an incubator. Good times!

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    1. LOL! Just call be gramps Stew!! That's OK!

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  12. I was a young teen in the '60's and I hated it. I thought the change was too much, my parents were terrified and I felt really out of place. I look back and see what a wonderful time of change it was and how exciting it must have been...

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    1. A lot of people, including myself, were terrified of all the changes taking place. But most realized that it was necessary and going to happen nonetheless.....it had to.
      It was exciting that's for syre Joanne.

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  13. Loved this, Jim! I loved the late 60s! The whole world was busting out with possibilities ~ amazing optimism and the chance to be completely yourself ~ hope ~ change the world ~ future bright and beautiful. What the hell happened to all of that. The world seems to have grown darker. You have to look harder for the light. Take care!

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    1. Hi Louise. You are correct in saying what the hell had happened!! Leads me to think that change is coming again soon because there are a lot of people who just can't take the injustices that are everywhere. It is time I think.

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