Some more memories for my family. . .

I am so excited!  I was able to get a new "gadget" for my scanner and it allows me to make pictures from those old black and white negatives!  I have been having so much fun going through all of my parents negatives plus mine. It seems that when it came to that kind of saving, I followed in their footsteps.  How glad I am as I have found pictures that I either had forgotten about or never saw.  Here are some of them. I am going to include some of my children here, the grandkids, my brothers and myself. In no particular order, just as I find them.

This is our father, Lloyd Bancroft and from looking at us it was probably taken around 1936-37.  I have the tapestry that is hanging on the wall behind us.


This is  my grandson, Noah, who is in the Army. He works with Black Hawk helicopters and is one neat kid.  He was just deployed somewhere over where the mess is along with his girl friend who also works on the same helicopters.  Please keep them in your prayers!

This is our father with us again.  Probably taken taken about the time we went to the World's Fair in New York in 1939.

How's this for a hot rod?  It was the boys' pride and joy.  Sonny is in the driver's seat with Freddie standing.  Check those "racing slicks" for tires!  This was taken behind the New England Cupboard Restaurant in San Jacinto, CA about 1950.  That circle drive is where I learned how to drive.  I took our parent's car when they were so busy they didn't notice and I drove to the end and then backed up to where I started!


I don't know if this is the same one or not, but Sonny had it almost finished before he died in a motorcycle accident while in the Navy.  Dad had it finished up and from then on, it was HIS hot rod.  He even got a trophy at the, now gone, raceway in Ontario, CA.! Dad is in his World War I uniform that he always wore during Patriotic celebrations

Freddie and Sonny as little tykes.  I don't have a clue where this was taken but somewhere in MA is a good idea!

We three older kids in California probably 1950. I don't have very many of the two youngest boys.  Seems that the tail ends of families there are fewer and fewer pictures taken.


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