Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Amazing as always Bluebird!
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😀 😀 😀
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Oh, my. Babies wrapped in cellophane. Those were the days!
I wore those Buster Browns, both the Oxford style on the bottom left and the black patent leather on the bottom right. Wore them until my toes were about to grow through the ends.
Yes, those were the days.
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I would still take the grown-up version of the ankle-strap ones at the upper right!
(FTR, I was never allowed Buster Brown. It was Stride Rite or nothing. I was so jealous of all the kids who had Buster and Tige living in their shoes!)
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I’m glad those are GONE!
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Well, at least 1/3 of those are Socially Unacceptable, if not downright RAAAAAAACIST!
A lot of chuckles reading some of those again.
That means I’m OLD.
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Yes, me as well!
And the cigarette ads would be banned as well as the other socially unacceptable and racist ones!
Still, that was the times.
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Michael Landon. . .
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I love old ads…
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So do I. I collect them compulsively.
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I just love old ads. It will give today’s parents shivers to see cellophane used around babies. Until the new type of plastic coating was used on the patent leather, the old stuff was beautiful until it started to crack and flake off. Nicotine really had many more people in its grasp. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I remember when the conventional wisdom said to apply vaseline to your patent-leather shoes.
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I heard that too. I wish I’d heard it at the time. I would have tried it. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Well. . . it made them look nice and shiny, but it didn’t fix or prevent anything, and, MAN, did it draw dirt / dust / other nasties!
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Priceless! Thanks for the memories.
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