For the past several decades many of us were lined up at school to have an annual ‘school’ photo taken. Sometime later, the photo packages with an assortment of different sized photos were handed out along with the instructions to take the photos home, show our parents, and if the photos were wanted, parents could pay to keep them.
If you’re like me, and my children after me, the photos were considered to be somewhat of an embarrassment but to my Mom, they were delightful and of course, they were paid for, kept and then stored in a nondescript cardboard box tucked on a shelf in my parent’s bedroom.
I don’t have the ‘full collection’ of my school photos but managed to retain a few, and make digital copies of them , covering several years.
Recently, many genealogists on Facebook shared their high school graduation photos. It got me to thinking about how these school photos over the years document the journey of our growing years. They also speak volumes about the times we grew up in particularly, I think in my case, the hairstyle, or lack thereof.
Here is how those school photos documented me:
While this is not a school photo, it is part of the journey. My wedding day photo in 1977, for which I tried to clean myself up a bit, when I married my late wife Karen Benedetto.
What about you? Do you still have your school photos? Are you happy with them or do you still think they are a bit of an embarrassment?